𝕌𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕪, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘

In the poison'd entrails throw.—
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;