Honesty Is The Best Policy. If I

Love Is A Smoke Rais'd With The Fume Of Sighs; Being Purg'd, A Fire Sparkling In Lovers' Eyes; Being Vex'd, A Sea Nourish'd With Lovers' Tears; What Is It Else? A Madness Most Discreet, A Choking Gall, And A Preserving Sweet.

Have More Than Thou Showest, Speak Less Than Thou Knowest, Lend Less Than Thou Owest.

Oh! It Offends Me To The Soul To Hear A Robust Periwig-pated Fellow, Tear A Passion To Tatters, To Very Rags, To Split The Ears Of The Groundlings.

O Excellent! I Love Long Life Better Than Figs.

Much Rain Wears The Marble.