To Hold, As 't Were, The Mirror

I See A Man's Life Is A Tedious One.

Fare Thee Well, King: Sith Thus Thou Wilt Appear, Freedom Lives Hence, And Banishment Is Here.

I Am Giddy, Expectation Whirls Me Round. The Imaginary Relish Is So Sweet That It Enchants My Sense.

Who Is It That Can Tell Me Who I Am?

Beauty Is Bought By Judgement Of The Eye.