Tongues I'll Hang On Every Tree That

The Strawberry Grows Underneath The Nettle And Wholesome Berries Thrive And Ripen Best Neighbour'd By Fruit Of Baser Quality.

Let Not The World See Fear And Sad Distrust Govern The Motion Of A Kingly Eye.

How Oft The Sight Of Means To Do Ill Deeds Makes Ill Deeds Done!

God Defend Me From That Welsh Fairy, Lest He Transform Me To A Piece Of Cheese!

What Sadness Lengthens Romeo’s Hours?