So Musical A Discord, Such Sweet Thunder.

My Thoughts Are Whirled Like A Potter's Wheel; I Know Not Where I Am Nor What I Do.

Never Play With The Feelings Of Others, Because You May Win The Game But The Risk Is That You Will Surely Lose The Person For Life Time

Double, Double, Toil And Trouble; Fire Burn, And Cauldron Bubble!

How Much Better Is It To Weep At Joy Than To Joy At Weeping?

Holy, Fair, And Wise Is She; The Heaven Such Grace Did Lend Her, That She Might Admired Be.