SHALL I NOT COMPARE THEE TO A LOUNGE LIZARD? Part one

Shall I not compare thee to an uncrowned king whose uneasy contest wears thewind and upon his belly,misery acquints with the farthest seas.Thoughwe have seen the darkestdays but even the brightest days,yet unseen might a gauchy cloud in our sentry thrives.And notuntill the posterity is known,the unseen days,darkest days becomeand that which is darker with gauchy cloud that thou cannot battle,maketh thee a lounge lizard.All that glisters is gold,but the gold in the furnace that glisters without love at heart of the goldsmith,mortal history never before seen.And betwixt thine ownself,defeat not with encroachment of standing ovation,dancing to the gallery.Lend me your eyes,go to mahomet and assail the world greatest battlefield;for there is nothing but victory,when you are learned to win there.That nothing will come from nothing,is to ravingly bully a fool and the wise alike that something cannot come from something,that a fool dies many times before he dies,and only a fool begat a fool and a wise doth begat a