There is nothing in the world so much like prayer as music is. ~William Shakespeare

Would I were in an alehouse in London.

I can see he's not in your good books,' said the messenger. 'No, and if he were I would burn my library.

Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain and nourish all the world.

My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.

Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.