How Poor Are They That Have Have

Love Is Heavy And Light, Bright And Dark, Hot And Cold, Sick And Healthy, Asleep And Awake- Its Everything Except What It Is! (act 1, Scene 1)

Those Friends Thou Hast, And Their Adoption Tried, Grapple Them To Thy Soul With Hoops Of Steel; But Do Not Dull Thy Palm With Entertainment Of Each New-hatch'd, Unfledg'd Comrade.

Then Hate Me When Thou Wilt, If Ever, Now.

The Hideous God Of War.

Let Us Be Diana's Foresters, Gentlemen Of The Shade, Minions Of The Moon