I Shall Laugh Myself To Death At

There Is A Devilish Mercy In The Judge, If You'll Implore It, That Will Free Your Life, But Fetter You Till Death.

The World Is Not Thy Friend, Nor The World's Law. - Romeo

A Pox O’ Your Throat, You Bawling, Blasphemous, Incharitable Dog!

For Honesty Coupled To Beauty, Is To Have Honey A Sauce To Sugar.

Be Wise As Thou Art Cruel, Do Not Press My Tongue-tied Patience With Too Much Disdain: Lest Sorrow Lend Me Words And Words Express, The Manner Of My Pity-wanting Pain.