My Life, My Joy, My Food, My

Sick In The World's Regard, Wretched And Low.

The Law Hath Not Been Dead, Though It Hath Slept.

Plain And Not Honest Is Too Harsh A Style.

The Let-alone Lies Not In Your Good Will.

I Am Now Of All Humors That Have Showed Themselves Humors Since The Old Days Of Goodman Adam To The Pupil Age Of This Present Twelve O'clock At Midnight.