Assume A Virtue If You Have It

If She Be Fair And Wise, Fairness And Wit, The One's For Use, The Other Useth It.

Who Is It That Can Tell Me Who I Am?

There Is No Terror, Cassius, In Your Threats, For I Am Armed So Strong In Honesty That They Pass By Me As The Idle Wind

Fair Is Foul, And Foul Is Fair, Hover Through Fog And Filthy Air.

So Shows A Snowy Dove Trooping With Crows As Yonder Lady O'er Her Fellows Shows.