Well, While I Live I'll Fear No

I Will Make Thee Think Thy Swan A Crow.

O Thou Invisible Spirit Of Wine, If Thou Has No Name To Be Known By, Let Us Call Thee Devil....o God, That Men Should Put An Enemy In Their Mouths To Steal Away Their Brains! That We Should, With Joy, Pleasance Revel And Applause, Transform Ourselves Into Beasts!

And Flights Of Angels Sing Thee To Thy Rest!

How Well He's Read, To Reason Against Reading!

Being Holiday, The Beggar's Shop Is Shut.