So Fair And Foul A Day I

So Get The Start Of The Majestic World And Bear The Palm Alone.

We Are Time's Subjects, And Time Bids Be Gone.

You Have But Mistook Me All The While... I Live By Bread Like You, Taste Grief, Feel Want, Need Friends. Conditioned Thus How Can You Call Me King?

So Wise So Young, They Say, Do Never Live Long.

Refrain To-night; And That Shall Lend A Kind Of Easiness To The Next Abstinence, The Next More Easy; For Use Almost Can Change The Stamp Of Nature, And Either Master The Devil Or Throw Him Out With Wondrous Potency.