We Will All Laugh At Gilded Butterflies.

Ay; Beauty's Princely Majesty Is Such, Confounds The Tongue And Makes The Senses Rough.

These Earthly Godfathers Of Heaven's Lights, That Give A Name To Every Fixed Star, Have No More Profit Of Their Shining Nights Than Those That Walk And Know Not What They Are.

Daffodils, That Come Before The Swallow Dares, And Take The Winds Of March With Beauty.

Be Wary Then; Best Safety Lies In Fear.

By That Sin Fell The Angels.