Who Can Be Patient In Extremes?

The Blood Of Youth Burns Not With Such Excess As Gravity's Revolt To Wantonness.

Advance Our Standards, Set Upon Our Foes; Our Ancient Word Of Courage, Fair Saint George, Inspire Us With The Spleen Of Fiery Dragons!

Bell, Book And Candle Shall Not Drive Me Back, When Gold And Silver Becks Me To Come On.

Too Much Of Water Hast Thou, Poor Ophelia, And Therefore I Forbid My Tears.

She Cannot Love, Nor Take No Shape Nor Project Or Affection, She Is So Self-endeared