A Right Judgment Draws Us A Profit

Glory Is Like A Circle In The Water, Which Never Ceaseth To Enlarge Itself, Till, By Broad Spreading, It Disperse To Naught.

Nay Then, Let The Devil Wear Black, For I'll Have A Suit Of Sables.

Vaulting Ambition, Which O'erleaps Itself And Falls On The Other Side

Virtue Preserv'd From Fell Destruction's Blast, Led On By Heaven, And Crown'd With Joy At Last.

Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow,creeps In This Petty Pace From Day To Day