Come, let's away to prison. We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage.... When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness. So we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too-- Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out-- And take upon 's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies; and we'll wear out, In a walled prison, packs and sects of great ones, That ebb and flow by the moon.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
World, do not ask those snatched from death where they are going,... they are always going to their graves. The pavements of the foreign city were not laid for the music of fugitive footsteps -LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Of thee (kind boy) I ask no red and white to make up my delight,... no odd becoming graces, Black eyes, or little know-not-whats, in faces; Make me but mad enough, give me good store Of Love, for her I Court I ask no more, 'Tis love in love that makes the sport.
And when your children ask you, 'What do you mean by this observance?' you shall say, 'It is the passover sacrifice to the LORD, f...or he passed over the houses of the Israelites in Egypt, when he struck down the Egyptians but spared our houses.'LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »