Who's a prince or beggar in the grave?
Children blessings seem, but torments are.
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labor to overcome the cloud that loads em.
False as the adulterate promises of favorites in power when poor men court them.
Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment.
Cowards are scared with threatenings; boys are whipped into confession; but a steady mind acts of itself, ne'er asks the body counsel.