Foul Deeds Will Rise, Though All The

Why Didst Thou Promise Such A Beauteous Day And Make Me Travel Forth Without My Cloak, To Let Base Clouds O'ertake Me In My Way, Hiding They Brav'ry In Their Rotten Smoke?

Be Just, And Fear Not.

Be Like You Thought Our Love Would Last Too Long, If It Were Chain'd Together

Cheerily To Sea; The Signs Of War Advance: No King Of England, If Not King Of France

I Would We Were All Of One Mind, And One Mind Good.