Two Stars Keep Not Their

Sleep, That Sometimes Shuts Up Sorrow's Eye.

Hereditary Sloth Instructs Me.

Death Is My Son-in-law. Death Is My Heir. My Daughter He Hath Wedded. I Will Die, And Leave Him All. Life, Living, All Is Death’s.

There's Many A Man Hath More Hair Than Wit.

Truth Will Come To Sight; Murder Cannot Be Hid Long.