To Be Now A Sensible Man, By

I Find My Zenith Doth Depend Upon A Most Auspicious Star, Whose Influence If Now I Court Not, But Omit, My Fortunes Will Ever After Droop.

By Heaven, I Do Love: And It Hath Taught Me To Rhyme, And To Be Mekancholy.

And Caesar Shall Go Forth.

Vaulting Ambition, Which O'erleaps Itself And Falls On The Other Side

The Stroke Of Death Is As A Lover's Pinch, Which Hurts And Is Desired.