Death Rock Me Asleep.

I Was Not Born Under A Rhyming Planet, Nor I Cannot Woo To In Festival Terms.

Twas Never Merry World Since Lowly Feigning Was Called Compliment.

My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun

Thou Art A Castilian King Urinal!

Why, Courage Then! What Cannot Be Avoided 'twere Childish Weakness To Lament Or Fear.