Every Great Drama Has Its Foreshadow.

A Table-full Of Welcome!

To Mourn A Mischief That Is Past And Gone Is The Next Way To Draw New Mischief On.

The Prize Of All Too Precious You.

Will All Great Neptune's Ocean Wash This Blood Clean From My Hand? No, This My Hand Will Rather The Multitudinous Seas Incarnadine, Making The Green One Red.

O Me, You Juggler, You Canker-blossom, You Thief Of Love!