Mine Eyes Are Full Of Tears, My

One Sin, I Know, Another Doth Provoke. Murder's As Near To Lust As Flame To Smoke.

Help, Master, Help! Here's A Fish Hangs In The Net, Like A Poor Man's Right In The Law; 'twill Hardly Come Out.

Jesters Do Oft Prove Prophets.

Time And The Hour Run Through The Roughest Day.

Fire That's Closest Kept Burns Most Of All.