Foul Whisperings Are Abroad

So Holy Writ In Babes Hath Judgment Shown When Judges Have Been Babes; Great Floods Have Flown From Simple Sources, And Great Seas Have Dried When Miracles Have By The Greatest Been Denied.

I Will Speak Daggers To Her, But Use None.

Hereditary Sloth Instructs Me.

Too Much To Know Is To Know Naught But Fame.

You Blocks, You Stones, You Worse Than Senseless Things!