Gloucester, We Have Done Deeds Of Charity,

If Ever (as That Ever May Be Near) You Meet In Some Fresh Cheek The Power Of Fancy, Then Shall You Know The Wounds Invisible That Love's Keen, Arrows Make.

The Very Substance Of The Ambitious Is Merely The Shadow Of A Dream.

Therefore Was I Created With A Stubborn Outside, With An Aspect Of Iron, That When I Come To Woo Ladies, I Fright Them. But, In Faith, Kate, The Elder I Wax, The Better I Shall Appear. My Comfort Is That Old Age, That Ill Layer-up Of Beauty, Can Do No More Spoil Upon My Face. Thou Hast Me, If Thou Hast Me, At The Worst, And Thou Shalt Wear Me, If Thou Wear Me, Better And Better.

To Mingle Friendship Far Is Mingling Bloods.

Cease To Lament For That Thou Canst Not Help; And Study Help For That Which Thou Lamentest.