Woe To That Land That's

Time Doth Transfix The Flourish Set On Youth And Delves The Parallels In Beauty's Brow.

I Have Seen Better Faces In My Time Than Stands On Any Shoulder That I See Before Me At This Instant.

The Breaking Of So Great A Thing Should Make A Greater Crack: The Round World Should Have Shook Lions Into Civil Streets, And Citizens To Their Dens.

I Am Never Merry When I Hear Sweet Music.

One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning, One Pain Is Lessen'd By Another's Anguish.