The Hand Of Little Employment Hath The

What Is Done Cannot Be Now Amended.

I Can No Other Answer Make, But, Thanks, And Thanks.

Be Bloody, Bold, And Resolute; Laugh To Scorn The Power Of Man.

There's A Divinity That Shapes Our Ends, Rough-hew Them How We Will.

In Thy Youth Wast As True A Lover, As Ever Sighed Upon A Midnight Pillow