But Thought's The Slave Of Life, And

My Friends Were Poor, But Honest, So's My Love.

I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

Modest Doubt Is Called The Beacon Of The Wise.

All The World's A Stage, And All The Men And Women Mearly Players.

The Wind-shak'd Surge, With High And Monstrous Main, Seems To Cast Water On The Burning Bear, And Quench The Guards Of The Ever-fixed Pole.