Winding Up Days With Toil And Nights

Set Your Heart At Rest. The Fairyland Buys Not The Child Of Me.

Love For Thy Love , And Hand For Hand I Give.

I Can Call Spirits From The Vasty Deep.

And Oftentimes Excusing Of A Fault Doth Make The Fault The Worse By The Excuse.

Gratiano Speaks An Infinite Deal Of Nothing, More Than Any Man In All Venice. His Reasons Are As Two Grains Of Wheat Hid In Two Bushels Of Chaff: You Shall Seek All Day Ere You Find Them, And When You Have Them, They Are Not Worth The Search.