As I Love The Name Of Honour

We Must Every One Be A Man Of His Own Fancy.

'tis Better To Bear The Ills We Have Than Fly To Others That We Know Not Of.

For My Part, I May Speak It To My Shame, I Have A Truant Been To Chivalry; And So I Hear He Doth Account Me Too.

What Time Hath Scanted Men In Hair, He Hath Given Them In Wit.

Beauty Within Itself Should Not Be Wasted.