The Nature Of Bad News

It Will Have Blood, They Say; Blood Will Have Blood.

A Maiden Hath No Tongue--but Thought.

There Is A Devilish Mercy In The Judge, If You'll Implore It, That Will Free Your Life, But Fetter You Till Death.

The Fear's As Bad As Falling.

And It Is Very Much Lamented,... That You Have No Such Mirrors As Will Turn Your Hidden Worthiness Into Your Eye That You Might See Your Shadow.