Time Does Not Have The Same Appeal

Rude Am I In My Speech, And Little Blessed With The Soft Phrase Of Peace.

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

I Am A Man More Sinned Against Than Sinning

What Stronger Breastplate Than A Heart Untainted! Thrice Is He Arm'd, That Hath His Quarrel Just.

I Am Disgraced, Impeached, And Baffled Here, Pierced To The Soul With Slander's Venomed Spear.