Their savage eyes turned to a modest gaze by the sweet power of music.
I go, I go, look how I go, swifter than an arrow from a bow
Unsubstantial Death is amorous.
Every offense is not a hate at first.
Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful
But when I came, alas, to wive, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, By swaggering could I never thrive, For the rain it raineth every day.