I Am Declined Into The

Friendship Is Full Of Dregs.

In Law, What Plea So Tainted And Corrupts, But Being Seasoned With A Gracious Voice Obscures The Show Of Evil.

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

Make Not Your Thoughts Your Prisons.

The Bitter Clamor Of Two Eager Tongues.