What Light Through Yonder Window

The Devil Can Cite Scripture For His Purpose. An Evil Soul Producing Holy Witness Is Like A Villain With A Smiling Cheek, A Goodly Apple Rotten At The Heart. O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

A Man In All The World's New Fashion Planted, That Hath A Mint Of Phrases In His Brain.

A Knot You Are Of Damned Bloodsuckers.

Lovers Can Do Their Amorous Rites By Their Own Beauties

My Thought, Whose Murder Yet Is But Fantastical, Shakes So My Single State Of Man That Function Is Smothered In Surmise, And Nothing Is But What Is Not.