To Fear The Foe, Since Fear Oppresseth

A Heavier Task Could Not Have Been Impos'd, Than I To Speak My Griefs Unspeakable.

Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies; Of His Bones Are Coral Made; Those Are Pearls That Were His Eyes; Nothing Of Him That Doth Fade, But Doth Suffer A Sea-change Into Something Rich And Strange. Sea-nymphs Hourly Ring His Knell: Ding-dong. Hark! Now I Hear Them — Ding-dong, Bell.

What Infinite Heart's-ease Must Kings Neglect That Private Men Enjoy! And What Have Kings That Privates Have Not Too, Save Ceremony, Save General Ceremony?

Pray You Now, Forget And Forgive.

Things Won Are Done, Joy's Soul Lies In The Doing.