The Eye Sees All, But The Mind

Nay, We Must Think Men Are Not Gods, Nor Of Them Look For Such Observancy As Fits The Bridal.

Discuss Unto Me: Art Thou Officer, Or Art Thou Base, Common, And Popular?

What If This Cursed Hand Were Thicker Than Itself With Brother's Blood Is There Not Rain Enough In The Sweet Heaves To Wash It White As Snow?

These Signs Have Marked Me Extraordinary, And All The Courses Of My Life Do Show I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

If Thou Dost Seek To Have What Thou Dost Hide, By Self-example Mayst Thou Be Denied.