Why What A Fool Was I To

And What’s He Then That Says I Play The Villain?

O, My Offence Is Rank, It Smells To Heaven

Watch Tonight, Pray Tomorrow. Gallants, Lads, Boys, Hearts Of Gold, All The Titles Of Good Fellowship Come To You!

Thy Food Is Such As Hath Been Belch'd On By Infected Lungs.

If You Be King, Why Should Not I Succeed?