Death Is A Fearful Thing.

Woah Is Me To Have Seen What I Seen See What I See

We Must Love Men, Ere To Us They Will Seem Worthy Of Our Love.

Angels And Ministers Of Grace Defend Us! Be Thou A Spirit Of Health, Or Goblin Damn'd, Bring With Thee Airs From Heaven, Or Blasts From Hell, Be Thy Intents Wicked, Or Charitable, Thou Com'st In Such A Questionable Shape, That I Will Speak To Thee.

'tis Thought The King Is Dead; We Will Not Stay. The Bay Trees In Our Country Are All Wither'd.

What's The Newest Grief? Each Minute Tunes A New One.