Passion Lends Them Power

Pilot

These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends

Our Toil Shall Strive To Mend

And Left No Friendly Drop

Dreamers Often Lie

Stabbed With a White Wench's Black Eye

To Seek a Foe

An Old Accustom'd Feast

Some Consequence Yet Hanging in the Stars

What Storm Is This That Blows So?

Give Me a Torch

This Trick May Chance to Scathe You