Proper Deformity Shows Not In

He That Hath A Beard Is More Than A Youth, And He That Hath No Beard Is Less Than A Man. He That Is More Than A Youth Is Not For Me, And He That Is Less Than A Man, I Am Not For Him.

He That Commends Me To Mine Own Content Commends Me To The Thing I Cannot Get. I To The World Am Like A Drop Of Water That In The Ocean Seeks Another Drop, Who, Falling There To Find His Fellow Forth, Unseen, Inquisitive, Confounds Himself: So I, To Find A Mother And A Brother, In Quest Of Them, Unhappy, Lose Myself.

Who Is Here So Vile That Will Not Love His Country?

The Quality Of Nothing Hath Not Such Need To Hide Itself

Remember Thee! Ay, Thou Poor Ghost, While Memory Holds A Seat In This Distracted Globe.