Scarce Can I Speak, My Choler Is

Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies

There Is A Law In Each Well-ordered Nation To Curb Those Raging Appetites That Are Most Disobedient And Refractory.

O Sir, You Are Old; Nature In You Stands On The Very Verge Of Her Confine; You Should Be Ruled And Led By Some Discretion, That Discerns Your Fate Better Than You Yourself.

They Were Devils Incarnate.

To Whom God Will, There Be The Victory.