Thou art as wise as thou art beautiful
Praise us as we are tasted, allow us as we prove.
Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, if with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
To take arms against a sea of troubles.