Why, Thou Deboshed Fish Thou...wilt Thou Tell

Such Antics Do Not Amount To A Man.

There's Such Divinity Doth Hedge A King That Treason Can But Peep To What It Would.

But Thy Eternal Summer Shall Not Fade.

The Undiscovered Country From Whose Bourn No Traveler Returns.

Fie, Thou Dishonest Satan! I Call Thee By The Most Modest Terms; For I Am One Of Those Gentle Ones That Will Use The Devil Himself With Courtesy: Sayest Thou That House Is Dark?