I Have Very Poor And Unhappy Brains

Thou Unfit For Any Place But Hell.

And A Man's Life's No More Than To Say "one."

O! She Doth Teach The Torches To Burn Bright It Seems She Hangs Upon The Cheek Of Night Like A Rich Jewel In An Ethiop's Ear; Beauty Too Rich For Use, For Earth Too Dear. - Romeo -

Home-keeping Youth Have Ever Homely Wits.

Come Not Between The Dragon And His Wrath.