Thou Shalt Not Stir One

Be Collected. No More Amazement. Tell Your Piteous Heart There's No Harm Done.

I Have Drunk And Seen The Spider.

Here Feel We But The Penalty Of Adam, The Seasons' Difference, As The Icy Fang And Churlish Chiding Of The Winter's Wind, Which, When It Bites And Blows Upon My Body, Even Till I Shrink With Cold, I Smile.

Who Seeks, And Will Not Take, When Once 'tis Offer'd, Shall Never Find It More.

Crabbed Age And Youth Cannot Live Together: Youth Is Full Of Pleasance, Age Is Full Of Care.