I Hold The World But As The

A Merry Heart Goes All The Way, - A Sad One Tires Inan Hour.

I Have Full Cause Of Weeping, But This Heart Shall Break Into A Hundred Thousand Flaws Or Ere I'll Weep.

There Is None But He Whose Being I Do Fear; And Under Him My Genius Is Rebuked, As It Is Said Mark Antony's Was By Caesar.

Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies

Twas A Clever Quibble. Here, A Garment For It.