Thou Shouldst Not Have Been

There's Little Of The Melancholy Element In Her, My Lord: She Is Never Sad But When She Sleeps; And Not Ever Sad Then; For I Have Heard My Daughter Say, She Hath Often Dreamt Of Unhappiness, And Waked Herself With Laughing.

I Do I Know Not What, And Fear To Find Mine Eye Too Great A Flatterer For My Mind. Fate, Show Thy Force. Ourselves We Do Not Owe. What Is Decreed Must Be; And Be This So.

Tis Safter To Be That Which We Destroy Than By Destruction Dwell In Doubtful Joy.

More Of Your Conversation Would Infect My Brain.

Some Are Born Great, Some Achieve Greatness, And Some Have Greatness Thrust Upon Them.