A Plague Of Sighing And Grief! It

Wisely, I Say, I Am A Bachelor.

To Show An Unfelt Sorrow Is An Office Which The False Man Does Easy.

Thou Art A Soul In Bliss; But I Am Bound Upon A Wheel Of Fire; That Mine Own Tears Do Scald Like Molten Lead.

My Salad Days, When I Was Green In Judgment.

What, Man, Defy The Devil. Consider, He's An Enemy To Mankind.