Sweet are the uses of adversity.

Sweet are the uses of adversity$$$ which$$$ like the toad$$$ ugly and venomous$$$ wears yet a precious jewel in his head.

O$$$ that's a brave man! He writes brave verses$$$ speaks brave words$$$ swears brave oaths$$$ and breaks them bravely.

Men are April when they woo$$$ December when they wed. Maids are May when they are maids$$$ but the sky changes when they are wives.

Say a day without the ever.

I'll have no husband$$$ if you be not he.

All the world's a stage$$$ and all the men and women merely players.

What care I for words? Yet words do well when he that speaks them pleases those that hear.

And this our life$$$ exempt from public haunt$$$ finds tongues in trees$$$ books in the running brooks$$$ sermons in stones$$$ and good in everything. I would not change it.

Master$$$ go on$$$ and I will follow thee to the last gasp with truth and loyalty.