Truly some men there be
That live always in great horrour,
And say it goeth by destiny
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Truly some men there be
That live always in great horrour,
And say it goeth by destiny
To hang or wed: both hath one hour;
And whether it be, I am well sure,
Hanging is better of the twain;
Sooner done, and shorter pain.

All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.

All, soon or late, are doom'd that path to tread.

The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking read more

The future works out great men's destinies;
The present is enough for common souls,
Who, never looking forward, are indeed
Mere clay wherein the footprints of their age
Are petrified forever.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.

We are but as the instrument of Heaven.
Our work is not design, but destiny.

We are but as the instrument of Heaven.
Our work is not design, but destiny.

And so we stand here motionless, waiting for the bitter end of all that is beautiful in this world; hoping read more

And so we stand here motionless, waiting for the bitter end of all that is beautiful in this world; hoping only that the futures power will shed light on a new and wonderful destiny.

For I am a weed,
Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam, to sail,
Where'er the surge read more

For I am a weed,
Flung from the rock, on Ocean's foam, to sail,
Where'er the surge may sweep, the tempest's breath prevail.

Fate is what happens to you when your luck runs out.

Fate is what happens to you when your luck runs out.

O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
From me, whose love was of that dignity
That it read more

O Hamlet, what a falling-off was there,
From me, whose love was of that dignity
That it went hand in hand even with the vow
I made to her in marriage, and to decline
Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor
To those of mine!