Give Every Man Thine Ear, But Few

Full Fathom Five Thy Father Lies; Of His Bones Are Coral Made; Those Are Pearls That Were His Eyes; Nothing Of Him That Doth Fade, But Doth Suffer A Sea-change Into Something Rich And Strange. Sea-nymphs Hourly Ring His Knell: Ding-dong. Hark! Now I Hear Them — Ding-dong, Bell.

Danger Knows Full Well That Caesar Is More Dangerous Than He. We Are Two Lions Litter’d In One Day, And I The Elder And More Terrible.

All Offences Come From The Heart.

How Much Salt Water Thrown Away In Waste/ To Season Love, That Of It Doth Not Taste.

It Is The Witness Still Of Excellency To Put A Strange Face On His Own Perfection.