I Wish You Well And So I

Mechanic Slaves With Greasy Aprons, Rules, And Hammers, Shall Uplift Us To The View.

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

The Hideous God Of War.

Though It Make The Unskillful Laugh, Cannot But Make The Judicious Grieve.

Rosencrantz My Lord, You Must Tell Us Where The Body Is, And Go With Us To The King. Hamlet The Body Is With The King, But The King Is Not With The Body. The King Is A Thing - Guildenstern A Thing My Lord? Hamlet Of Nothing. Bring Me To Him. Hide Fox, And All After!