Pause Awhile, And Let My Counsel Sway

Let Those That Play Your Clowns Speak No More Than Is Set Down For Them.

Like One Who Draws The Model Of A House Beyond His Power To Build It Who, Half Through, Gives O'er, And Leaves His Part-created Cost A Naked Subject To The Weeping Clouds.

Rough Winds Do Shake The Darling Buds Of May.

For This Relief Much Thanks. 'tis Bitter Cold, And I Am Sick At Heart.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.