In Thy Face I See The Map

So May The Outward Shows Be Least Themselves; The World Is Still Deceived With Ornament.

Words Without Thoughts Never To Heaven Go.

Virtue Is Bold, And Goodness Never Fearful.

Glendower: I Can Call The Spirits From The Vasty Deep. Hotspur: Why, So Can I, Or So Can Any Man; But Will They Come, When You Do Call For Them?

A Great While Ago The World Begun, With Hey, Ho, The Wind And The Rain; But That's All One, Our Play Is Done, And We'll Strive To Please You Every Day.