Too Nice, And Yet Too True!

But Now I Am Cabined, Cribbed, Confined, Bound In To Saucy Doubts And Fears.

Is It Possible He Should Know What He Is, And Be That He Is?

Profit Is A Blessing, If It's Not Stolen.

Be Still Prepared For Death: And Death Or Life Shall Thereby Be The Sweeter.

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day?