Hereditary Sloth Instructs Me.

Give Me My Sin Again.

Past And To Come, Seems Best; Things Present, Worse.

Sleep Dwell Upon Thine Eyes, Peace In Thy Breast! Would I Were Sleep And Peace, So Sweet To Rest.

Is This Government Of Britain's Isle, And This The Royalty Of Albion's King?

For What Good Turn? Messenger: For The Best Turn Of The Bed.