Let's All Cry Peace, Freedom, And Liberty!

She Says I Am Not Fair, That I Lack Manners; She Calls Me Proud, And That She Could Not Love Me, Were Man As Rare As Phoenix.

Bid Me Discourse, I Will Enchant Thine Ear

Experience Teacheth That Resolution Is A Sole Help In Need.

But Whate'er I Am, Nor I Nor Any Man That But Man Is, With Nothing Shall Be Pleased 'til He Be Eased With Being Nothing.

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.