My Stars Shine Darkly Over Me

The Big Round Tears Cours'd One Another Down His Innocent Nose, In Piteous Chase.

What Man Dare, I Dare. Approach Thou Like The Rugged Russian Bear, The Armed Rhinoceros, Or Th' Hyrcan Tiger; Take Any Shape But That, And My Firm Nerves Shall Never Tremble.

In Struggling With Misfortunes Lies The True Proof Of Virtue.

The Moon, Like To A Silver Bow New Bent In Heaven.

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 -