I Cannot, Nor I Will

Within The Book And Volume Of Thy Brain.

Youth Is Full Of Sport, Age's Breath Is Short; Youth Is Nimble, Age Is Lame; Youth Is Hot And Bold, Age Is Weak And Cold; Youth Is Wild, And Age Is Tame.

I Find My Zenith Doth Depend Upon A Most Auspicious Star, Whose Influence If Now I Court Not, But Omit, My Fortunes Will Ever After Droop.

I'll Follow Thee And Make A Heaven Of Hell, To Die Upon The Hand I Love So Well

Come Not Between The Dragon And His Wrath.