A Man That Is Not Afraid Of

Doubt Wisely; In Strange Way To Stand Inquiring Right, Is Not To Stray; To Sleep, Or Run Wrong, Is.

I Am Two Fools, I Know, For Loving, And For Saying So.

But I Do Nothing Upon Myself, And Yet I Am My Own Executioner.

Man Hath Weaved Out A Net, And This Net Throwne Upon The Heavens, And Now They Are His Own.

Verse Hath A Middle Nature: Heaven Keeps Souls, The Grave Keeps Bodies, Verse The Fame Enrols.