Men Shut Their Doors Against A Setting

A Very Ancient And Fish-like Smell.

A Lion Among Ladies Is A Most Dreadful Thing.

Give It An Understanding, But No Tongue.

The Common Curse Of Mankind, Folly And Ignorance, Be Thine In Great Revenue!

What Hands Are Here? Ha! They Pluck Out Mine Eyes! Will All Great Neptune’s Ocean Wash This Blood Clean From My Hand? No; This My Hand Will Rather The Multitudinous Seas Incarnadine, Making The Green One Red.” “my Hands Are Of Your Colour; But I Shame To Wear A Heart So White. A Little Water Clears Us Of This Deed: How Easy It Is Then! Your Constancy Hath Left You Unattended.