Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.

A Scar Nobly Got Is A Good Livery Of Honor.

There Was A Star Danced, And Under That Was I Born.

Be Checked For Silence, But Never Taxed For Speech.

That God Forbid, That Made Me First Your Slave, I Should In Thought Control Your Times Of Pleasure, Or At Your Hand Th' Account Of Hours To Crave, Being Your Vassal Bound To Stay Your Leisure.

Blind Fear, That Seeing Reason Leads, Finds Safer Footing Than Blind Reason Stumbling Without Fear: To Fear The Worst Oft Cures The Worse.