Time ... Thou Ceaseless Lackey To Eternity.

You See Me Here, You Gods, A Poor Old Man, As Full Of Grief As Age; Wretched In Both.

My Father Compounded With My Mother Under The Dragon's Tail, And My Nativity Was Under Ursa Major, So That It Follows, I Am Roughand Lecherous. Tut, I Should Have Been That I Am, Had The Maidenliest Star In The Firmament Twinkled On My Bastardizing.

When Lenity And Cruelty Play For A Kingdom, The Gentler Gamester Is The Soonest Winner

And His Unkindness May Defeat My Life, But Never Taint My Love.

For By His Face Straight Shall You Know His Heart.