Each Substance Of A Grief Has Twenty

Good Hamlet, Cast Thy Nighted Colour Off ... Do Not For Ever With Thy Vailed Lids Seek For Thy Noble Father In The Dust.

Grief Best Is Pleased With Grief's Society.

True Apothecary Thy Drugs Art Quick

I Will Despair, And Be At Enmity With Cozening Hope.

I Desire You In Friendship, And I Will One Way Or Other Make You Amends.