Hanging And Wiving Goes By Destiny.

I Say There Is No Darkness But Ignorance.

Sweets Grown Common Lose Their Dear Delight.

... By Indirections Find Directions Out.

Covering Discretion With A Coat Of Folly.

Pardon, Gentles All, The Flat Unraised Spirits That Have Dared On This Unworthy Scaffold To Bring Forth So Great An Object.