Shall I Not Take Mine

So, You Are Very Welcome To Our House. It Must Appear In Other Ways Than Words, Therefore, I Scant This Breathing Courtesy.

We Are Such Stuff That Dreams Are Made Of.

And In The Morn And Liquid Dew Of Youth, Contagious Blastments Are Are Most Imminent.

This Thing Of Darkness I Acknowledge Mine.

All Surfeit Is The Father Of Much Fast.