Sycorax Has Grown Into A Hoop

Use Almost Can Change The Stamp Of Nature.

The Heavens Forbid But That Our Loves And Comforts Should Increase Even As Our Days Do Grow!

They Say, The Tongues Of Dying Men Enforce Attention, Like Deep Harmony; Where Words Are Scarce, They're Seldom Spent In Vain; For They Breathe Truth, That Breathe Their Words In Pain.

By How Much Unexpected, By So Much We Must Awake Endeavour For Defence; For Courage Mounteth With Occasion.

To Do A Great Right Do A Little Wrong.