I Had Rather Live With

Forever, And Forever, Farewell, Cassius! If We Do Meet Again, Why, We Shall Smile; If Not, Why Then This Parting Was Well Made.

O Heaven! That One Might Read The Book Of Fate, And See The Revolution Of The Times.

This Liberty Is All That I Request.

So Full Of Artless Jealousy Is Guilt, It Spills Itself In Fearing To Be Spilt.

Come Unto These Yellow Sands, And Then Take Hands. Curtsied When You Have And Kissed The Wild Waves Whist, Foot Is Featly Here And There; And, Sweet Sprites, The Burden Bear. Ariel's Song, Scene Ii, Act I