The Sweat Of Industry Would Dry And

So Wise So Young, They Say, Do Never Live Long.

Dumb Jewels Often, In Their Silent Kind, More Than Quick Words, Do Move A Woman's Mind.

No Might Nor Greatness In Mortality Can Censure 'scape; Back- Wounding Calumny The Whitest Virtue Strikes. What King So Strong Can Tie The Gall Up In The Slanderous Tongue?

To Sleep Perchance To Dream

Good Fortune Then! To Make Me Blest Or Cursed'st Among Men.