True Hope Is Swift, And Flies With

This Cold Night Will Turn Us All To Fools And Madmen.

Benvolio- "by My Head, Here Come The Capulets." Mercutio- "by My Heel, I Care Not.

Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty. Still In Thy Right Hand Carry Gentle Peace, To Silence Envious Tongues.

How Many Ages Hence Shall This Our Lofty Scene Be Acted Over In States Unborn And Accents Yet Unknown!

I May Command Where I Adore.