Would I Were In An Alehouse In

This Most Excellent Canopy, The Air, Look You, This Brave O-erhanging Firmament, This Majestical Roof Fretted With Golden Fire.

There Is No Such Sport As Sport By Sport O'erthrown.

What's Done Can't Be Undone.

What Should Such Fellows As I Do Crawling Between Earth And Heaven?

If I Had My Mouth, I Would Bite; If I Had My Liberty, I Would Do My Liking. In The Meantime, Let Me Be That I Am, And Seek Not Toalter Me.