Venus Smiles Not In A House Of

Go Hang Yourself, You Naughty Mocking Uncle!

But I Will Wear My Heart Upon My Sleeve For Daws To Peck At: I Am Not What I Am.

Nor Aught So Good But Strained From That Fair Use, Revolts From True Birth Stumbling On Abuse.

There Is No Creature Loves Me; And If I Die, No Soul Will Pity Me.

So Get The Start Of The Majestic World And Bear The Palm Alone.