The Day Shall Not Be

Why What A Fool Was I To This Drunken Monster For A God. - Caliban

I Pray You, Do Not Fall In Love With Me, For I Am Falser Than Vows Made In Wine.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.

Love Is Blind And Lovers Cannot See The Pretty Follies That Themselves Commit

In Sooth I Know Not Why I Am So Sad. It Wearies Me, You Say It Wearies You; But How I Caught It, Found It, Or Came By It, What Stuff 'tis Made Of, Whereof It Is Born, I Am To Learn.