The First Thing We Do, Let's Kill

Season Your Admiration For A While.

Such An Act That Blurs The Grace And Blush Of Modesty; Calls Virtue Hypocrite; Takes Off The Rose From The Fair Forehead Of An Innocent Love, And Sets A Blister There; Makes Marriage Vows As False As Dicers' Oaths.

How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem By That Sweet Ornament Which Truth Doth Give!

Oppose Not Rage While Rage Is In Its Force, But Give It Way A While And Let It Waste.

There's Rosemary And Rue. These Keep Seeming And Savor All The Winter Long. Grace And Remembrance Be To You.