Tis Time To Fear When Tyrants Seem

A Sad Tale's Best For Winter. I Have One Of Sprites And Goblins.

O, Teach Me How You Look, And With What Art You Sway The Motion Of Demetrius' Heart."-helena

A True Repentance Shuns The Evil Itself, More Than The External Suffering Or The Shame.

O Good Old Man, How Well In Thee Appears The Constant Service Of The Antique World, When Service Sweat For Duty, Not For Meed! Thou Art Not For The Fashion Of These Times, Where None Will Sweat But For Promotion, And Having That Do Choke Their Service Up Even With The Having. . . .

They Met So Near With Their Lips That Their Breaths Embraced Together.