There Is Plenty Of Time To Sleep

My Brain More Busy Than The Labouring Spider Weaves Tedious Snares To Trap Mine Enemies.

Out, Damned Spot! Out, I Say!

O Lord That Lends Me Life, Lend Me A Heart Replete With Thankfulness!

And He Goes Through Life, His Mouth Open, And His Mind Closed.

If Chance Will Have Me King, Why, Chance May Crown Me.