Off with his head!
An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told
Though this be madness, yet there is method in ‘t.
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What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals!
THEREFORE MY AGE IS AS A LUSTY WINTER, FROSTY, BUT KIND.
WHO DOTH AMBITION SHUN,
AND LOVES TO LIVE I’ THE SUN,
SEEKING THE FOOD HE EATS,
AND PLEAS’D WITH WHAT HE GETS.
O CONSPIRACY! SHAM’ST THOU TO SHOW THEY DANGEROUS BROW BY NIGHT, WHEN EVILS ARE MOST FREE?
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COWARDS DIE MANY TIMES BEFORE THEIR DEATHS;
THE VALIANT NEVER TASTE OF DEATH BUT ONCE.
OF ALL THE WONDERS THAT I YET HAVE HEARD,
IT SEEMS TO ME MOST STRANGE THAT MEN SHOULD FEAR;
SEEING DEATH, A NECESSARY END,
WILL COME WHEN IT WILL COME.
WHAT DOTH GRAVITY OUT OF HIS BED AT MIDNIGHT?
IF SACK AND SUGAR BE FAULT, GOD HELP THE WICKED!
IF TO THE OLD AND MERRY BE A SIN, THEN MANY AN OLD HOST THAT I KNOW IS DAMNED:
IF TO BE FAT BE TO BE HATED, THEN PHARAOH’S LEAN KINE ARE TO BE LOVED.
Rio Aubry Taylor presents LIGHTRIOT 