The Sweets We Wish For, Turn To

Forever, And Forever, Farewell, Cassius! If We Do Meet Again, Why, We Shall Smile; If Not, Why Then This Parting Was Well Made.

I Swear Again, I Would Not Be A Queen For All The World.

Wisely, I Say, I Am A Bachelor.

Angels And Ministers Of Grace Defend Us! Be Thou A Spirit Of Health, Or Goblin Damn'd, Bring With Thee Airs From Heaven, Or Blasts From Hell, Be Thy Intents Wicked, Or Charitable, Thou Com'st In Such A Questionable Shape, That I Will Speak To Thee.

O Sleep! O Gentle Sleep! Nature's Soft Nurse.