I'll Forbear; And Am Fallen Out With

Virtuous And Fair, Royal And Gracious.

This Was The Noblest Roman Of Them All. All The Conspirators, Save Only He,did That They Did In Envy Of Caesar;he Only, In A General Honest Thoughtand Common Good To All, Made One Of Them. His Life Was Gentle, And The Elementsso Mixd In Him That Nature Might Stand Upand Say To All The World, This Was A Man!

Double, Double, Toil And Trouble; Fire Burn, And Cauldron Bubble!

How Much Better Is It To Weep At Joy Than To Joy At Weeping?

Finish, Good Lady; The Bright Day Is Done, And We Are For The Dark.