I'll Speak In A Monstrous Little Voice.

He That Commends Me To Mine Own Content Commends Me To The Thing I Cannot Get. I To The World Am Like A Drop Of Water That In The Ocean Seeks Another Drop, Who, Falling There To Find His Fellow Forth, Unseen, Inquisitive, Confounds Himself: So I, To Find A Mother And A Brother, In Quest Of Them, Unhappy, Lose Myself.

Sleep Dwell Upon Thine Eyes, Peace In Thy Breast! Would I Were Sleep And Peace, So Sweet To Rest.

As I Love The Name Of Honour More Than I Fear Death.

Gently To Hear, Kindly To Judge.

What's Done Cannot Be Undone. To Bed, To Bed, To Bed.