Things Past Redress Are Now With Me

Love Like A Shadow Flies When Substance Love Pursues Pursuing That That Flies, And Flying What Pursues.

I Cannot Speak Your England.

I Would Give All Of My Fame For A Pot Of Ale And Safety.

Well, I Must Be Patient; There Is No Fettering Of Authority.

By My Soul I Swear, There Is No Power In The Tongue Of Man To Alter Me.