To Sleep Perchance To Dream

Then Hate Me When Thou Wilt, If Ever, Now.

Virtue And Genuine Graces In Themselves Speak What No Words Can Utter.

Do Thou Amend Thy Face, And I'll Amend My Life.

Confess Yourself To Heaven, Repent What's Past, Avoid What Is To Come, And Do Not Spread The Compost On The Weeds To Make Them Ranker.

Doubt Is A Thief That Often Makes Us Fear To Tread Where We Might Have Won.