More Childish Valorous Than Manly Wise.

You Stars That Reigned At My Nativity, Whose Influence Hath Allotted Death And Hell.

Confess And Be Hanged.

Now I Will Show Myselfto Have More Of The Serpent Than The Dove;that Is--more Knave Than Fool.

The Stars Move Still, Time Runs, The Clock Will Strike

Make Me Immortal With A Kiss.