Why, Then The World ’s Mine Oyster,

The Object Of Art Is To Give Life A Shape.

I Swear Again, I Would Not Be A Queen For All The World.

Let Me Say Amen Betimes Lest The Devil Cross My Prayer, For Here He Comes In The Likeness Of A Jew.

Thou Detestable Maw, Thou Womb Of Death.

The Caterpillars Of The Commonwealth, Which I Have Sworn To Weed And Pluck Away.