When Law Can Do No Right, Let

A Smile Cures The Wounding Of A Frown.

The Time Is Out Of Joint.

Look, What A Horse Should Have He Did Not Lack, Save A Proud Rider On His Back.

What? Do I Love Her, That I Desire To Hear Her Speak Again, And Feast Upon Her Eyes

How Lush And Lusty The Grass Looks! How Green!