Ill met by moonlight, proud Titania

“Now entertain conjecture of a time,When creeping murmur and the pouring darkFil…”

“Shame to him whose cruel striking, kills for thoughts of his own liking.”

“You should not have believ'd me, for virtue cannot soinoculate our old stock bu…”

“Lips, let sour words go by and language end:What is amiss plague and infection …”