Thy Wish Was Father, Harry,

My Master Hath Been An Honorable Gentleman; Tricks He Hath Had In Him Which Gentlemen Have.

Send Danger From The East Unto The West, So Honor Cross It From The North To South.

With These Shreds They Vented Their Complainings, Which Being Answered And A Petition Granted Them, A Strange One, To Break The Heart Of Generosity, And Make Bold Power Look Pale, They Threw Their Caps As They Would Hang Them On The Horns O' Th' Moon, Shouting Their Emulation.

The Undiscovered Country From Whose Bourn No Traveler Returns.

And Nothing Is, But What Is Not.