I Have Very Poor And Unhappy Brains

And Makes Me Poor Indeed.

If Thou Couldst, Doctor, Cast The Water Of My Land, Find Her Disease, And Purge It To A Sound And Pristine Health, I Would Applaud Thee To The Very Echo, That Should Applaud You Again.

Good Hay, Sweet Hay, Hath No Fellow.

O, It Is Excellent To Have A Giant's Strength; But It Is Tyrannous To Use It Like A Giant.

I Have Not Slept One Wink.