Time Travels In Divers Paces With Divers

When Caesar Says, 'do This', It Is Performed.

There's Such Divinity Doth Hedge A King That Treason Can But Peep To What It Would.

The Man That Hath No Music In Himself, Nor Is Not Moved With Concord Of Sweet Sounds, Is Fit For Treasons, Stratagems And Spoils.

On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly After Summer Merrily.

He Is Deformed, Crooked, Old And Sere, Ill-faced, Worse Bodied, Shapeless Everywhere; Vicious, Ungentle, Foolish, Blunt, Unkind; Stigmatical In Making, Worse In Mind.