While Money Doesn't Buy Love, It Puts

You Stars That Reigned At My Nativity, Whose Influence Hath Allotted Death And Hell.

All Live To Die, And Rise To Fall.

Fornication: But That Was In Another Country; And Besides, The Wench Is Dead.

Come Live With Me And Be My Love, And We Will All The Pleasures Prove, That Valleys, Groves, Hills, And Fields, Woods, Or Steepy Mountain Yields.

Was This The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships, And Burnt The Topless Towers Of Ileum?