Quote: What Angel Wakes Me

A Light Heart Lives Long.

Mine Eyes Were Not In Fault, For She Was Beautiful; Mine Ears, That Heard Her Flattery; Nor My Heart, That Thought Her Like Her Seeming. It Had Been Vicious To Have Mistrusted Her.

A Dream Itself Is But A Shadow.

And Fearless Minds Climb Soonest Unto Crowns.

Discharge My Followers; Let Them Hence Away, From Richard's Night To Bolingbrooke's Fair Day.