William Shakespeare

Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies,
There to dispose this treasure in mine arms
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Now to the Goths, as swift as swallow flies,
There to dispose this treasure in mine arms
And secretly to greet the empress's friends.

Here beauty hangs upon the cheek of night,
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear.

Here beauty hangs upon the cheek of night,
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear.

She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
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She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
And she will sing the song that pleaseth you
And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep,
Charming your brood with pleasing heaviness,
Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep
As is the difference betwixt day and night
The hour before the heavenly-harnessed team
Begins his golden progress in the east.

Diseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Diseased Nature oftentimes breaks forth In strange eruptions. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 1.

For use almost can change the stamp of nature.

For use almost can change the stamp of nature.