Out, Out, Brief Candle! Life's But A

In Truth, Fair Montague, I Am Too Fond.

Thanks To Men Of Noble Minds, Is Honorable Meed.

To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old, For As You Were When First Your Eye I Ey'd, Such Seems Your Beauty Still.

Jesu, Jesu, The Mad Days That I Have Spent! And To See How Many Of My Old Acquaintance Are Dead!

Is Not The Truth The Truth?