Fie, Fie, How Frantically I Square My

Forget, Forgive; Conclude, And Be Agreed.

Remuneration! O! That's The Latin Word For Three Farthings

Listen To Many, Speak To A Few.

I'll Drown More Sailors Than The Mermaid Shall; I'll Slay More Gazers Than The Basalisks; I'll Play The Orator As Well As Nestor, Decieve More Slily That Ulysses Could, And Like A Sinon, Take Another Troy. I Can Add Colors To The Chameleon, Change Shapes With Proteus For Advantages And Set The Murderous Machiavel To School. Can I Do This, And Cannot Get A Crown? Tut! Were It Further Off, I'll Pluck It Down.

The Time Is Out Of Joint : O Cursed Spite, That Ever I Was Born To Set It Right!