The Spirit Of A Youth That Means

All The World's A Stage ... And You Better Have A Zoning Variance Or It's Coming Down.

But To My Mind, Though I Am Native Here, And To The Manner Born, It Is A Custom, More Honored In The Breach Than The Observance.

He Does It With Better Grace, But I Do It More Natural.

Awake, Dear Heart, Awake. Thou Hast Slept Well. Awake.

The Moon Of Rome, Chaste As The Icicle That's Curded By The Frost From Purest Snow.