Leave care behind, all ye that enter here!
But out there on Fifth Avenue a lot of unkempt, unreasonable men and women are marching savagely behind a black flag.
Evils of Gold
By William Shakespeare
O thou sweet king killer, and dear divorce
’Twixt natural son and sire! thou bright defiler
Of Hymen’s purest bed! thou valiant Mars;
Thou ever young, fresh, loved, and delicate wooer,