I Had As Lief Have

And Thou, All-shaking Thunder, Strike Flat The Thick Rotundity O' The World! Crack Nature's Moulds, All Germens Spill At Once That Makes Ingrateful Man!

There's Hope A Great Man's Memory May Outlive His Life Half A Year.

Let Not The World See Fear And Sad Distrust Govern The Motion Of A Kingly Eye.

Fair Is Foul, And Foul Is Fair, Hover Through Fog And Filthy Air.

There Lives Within The Very Flame Of Love A Kind Of Wick Or Snuff That Will Abate It.