Abandon All Remorse; On Horror's

And Blind Oblivion Swallowed Cities Up.

Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.

Foul Whisp'rings Are Abroad.

I Do Profess To Be No Less Than I Seem; To Serve Him Truly That Will Put Me In Trust: To Love Him That Is Honest; To Converse With Him That Is Wise, And Says Little; To Fear Judgment; To Fight When I Cannot Choose; And To Eat No Fish.

If I For My Opinion Bleed, Opinion Shall Be Surgeon To My Hurt, And Keep Me On The Side Where Still I Am.