Discuss Unto Me: Art Thou

I Have More Care To Stay Than Will To Go.

Robust Grass Endures Mighty Winds; Loyal Ministers Emerge Through Ordeal.

But Now Behold, In The Quick Forge And Working-house Of Thought, How London Doth Pour Out Her Citizens!

Some Smack Of Age In You, Some Relish Of The Saltness Of Time.

Within The Hollow Crown That Rounds The Mortal Temples Of A King Keeps Death His Court.