We Must Every One Be A Man

I Dare Do All That May Become A Man; Who Dares Do More, Is None

Sycorax Has Grown Into A Hoop

She Is Your Treasure, She Must Have A Husband; I Must Dance Bare-foot On Her Wedding Day, And, For Your Love To Her, Lead Apes In Hell.

Weariness Can Snore Upon The Flint When Resting Sloth Finds The Down Pillow Hard.

My Will Enkindled By Mine Eyes And Ears, Two Traded Pilots 'twixt The Dangerous Shores Of Will And Judgment.