Our Very Eyes Are Sometimes, Like Our

Who Is So Firm That Can't Be Seduced?

Thou Know'st 'tis Common; All That Lives Must Die, Passing Through Nature To Eternity.

O, Teach Me How You Look, And With What Art You Sway The Motion Of Demetrius' Heart."-helena

Nay, We Must Think Men Are Not Gods, Nor Of Them Look For Such Observancy As Fits The Bridal.

For Sweetest Things Turn Sourest By Their Deeds; Lillies That Fester Smell Far Worse Than Weeds.