Don't Trust The Person Who

O Jest Unseen, Inscrutable, Invisible, As A Nose On A Man's Face, Or A Weathercock On A Steeple.

What Infinite Heart's-ease Must Kings Neglect That Private Men Enjoy! And What Have Kings That Privates Have Not Too, Save Ceremony, Save General Ceremony?

Then Others For Breath Of Words Respect, Me For My Dumb Thoughts, Speaking In Effect.

Tis Ever Common That Men Are Merriest When They Are From Home.

Ay, But To Die, And Go We Know Not Where.