Great Men Should Drink With Harness On

I Have Shot Mine Arrow O'er The House And Hurt My Brother.

Affection, Mistress Of Passion, Sways It To The Mood Of What It Likes Or Loathes.

I Love A Ballad In Print O' Life, For Then We Are Sure They Are True.

She's Gone. I Am Abused, And My Relief Must Be To Loathe Her.

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