A Heavy Heart Bears Not A Nimble

Be Just, And Fear Not.

We Must Be Brief When Traitors Brave The Field.

Tell Me, Daughter Juliet, How Stands Your Dispositions To Be Married" It Is An Honor That I Dream Not Of

Love's Stories Written In Love's Richest Books. To Fan The Moonbeams From His Sleeping Eyes.

...too Much Sadness Hath Congealed Your Blood,and Melancholy Is The Nurse Of Frenzy.