If music be the food of love, play on.

If music be the food of love, play on.

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep read more

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep up Christmas merry still.

Those griefs burn most which gall in secret.

Those griefs burn most which gall in secret.

Virtue may be cheerful without forgetting its dignity.

Virtue may be cheerful without forgetting its dignity.

Woe to the house where there is no chiding.

Woe to the house where there is no chiding.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

Though they don't want to kill anybody, they like to have the
power to do so.

Though they don't want to kill anybody, they like to have the
power to do so.

Worship and birth to me are known
By look, by bearing, and by tone,
Not by furred read more

Worship and birth to me are known
By look, by bearing, and by tone,
Not by furred robe, or broidered zone.

Who can love the man he fears. or by who he thinks he is himself
feared?

Who can love the man he fears. or by who he thinks he is himself
feared?