You Have Witchcraft In Your Lips

Come, Lady, Die To Live.

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

He That Commends Me To Mine Own Content Commends Me To The Thing I Cannot Get.

I Have Seen The Day Of Wrong Through The Little Hole Of Discretion, And I Will Right Myself Like A Soldier.

Dreams, Indeed, Are Ambition; For The Very Substance Of The Ambitious Is Merely The Shadow Of A Dream. And I Hold Ambition Of So Airy And Light A Quality That It Is But A Shadow's Shadow.