Hasty Marriage Seldom Proveth Well.

My Crown Is Called Content, A Crown That Seldom Kings Enjoy.

Neither A Borrower Nor A Lender Be, For Loan Oft Loses Both Itself And Friend, And Borrowing Dulls The Edge Of Husbandry.

Though Patience Be A Tired Mare, Yet She Will Plod.

I That Please Some, Try All, Both Joy And Terror Of Good And Bad, That Makes And Unfolds Error.

This Feather Stirs; She Lives! If It Be So, It Is A Chance Which Does Redeem All Sorrows That Ever I Have Felt.