This World To Me Is Like A

But When I Came, Alas, To Wive, With Hey, Ho, The Wind And The Rain, By Swaggering Could I Never Thrive, For The Rain It Raineth Every Day.

O That My Tongue Were In The Thunder's Mouth! Then With Passion Would I Shake The World.

Dreams Are The Children Of Idled Minds.

You Cannot Make Gross Sins Look Clear: To Revenge Is No Valour, But To Bear.

Fair Thoughts And Happy Hours Attend On You.