Virtuous And Fair, Royal And Gracious.

Were All The Letters Sun, I Could Not See One.

Awake, Dear Heart, Awake. Thou Hast Slept Well. Awake.

The Breaking Of So Great A Thing Should Make A Greater Crack: The Round World Should Have Shook Lions Into Civil Streets, And Citizens To Their Dens.

Is This A Vision? Is This A Dream? Do I Sleep?

Now The Fair Goddess, Fortune, Fall Deep In Love With Thee, And Her Great Charms Misguide Thy Opposers' Swords!