Sin From Thy Lips? O Trespass Sweetly

Ay Me! Sad Hours Seem Long.

Ambition Should Be Made Of Sterner Stuff.

O, Thou Hast Damnable Iteration; And Art, Indeed, Able To Corrupt A Saint.

Lord Bacon Told Sir Edward Coke When He Was Boasting, The Less You Speak Of Your Greatness, The More Shall I Think Of It.

How Is It That The Clouds Still Hang On You?