A Heavier Task Could Not Have Been

Kindness Nobler Ever Than Revenge.

But, Soft! What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks? It Is The East, And Juliet Is The Sun.

Ay, When Fowls Have No Feathers And Fish Have No Fin.

Last Scene Of All That Ends This Strange, Eventful History, Is Second Childishness And Mere Oblivion. I Am Sans Teeth, Sans Eyes, Sans Taste, Sans Everything.

Miracles Are Ceased; And Therefore We Must Needs Admit The Means, How Things Are Perfected.