Kingdoms are clay: our dungy earth alike
Feeds beast as man.

“do you think I ameasier to be played on than a pipe? Call me whatinstrument you…”

“I am glad I was up so late, for that's the reason I was up so early.”

“Virtue is chok'd with foul ambition”

“And oftentimes, to win us to our harm, The instruments of darkness tell us trut…”