I Have Play'd The Fool, The Gross

Oh That Thou Hadst Like Others Been All Words, And No Performance.

Petitions, Not Sweetened With Gold, Are But Unsavory And Oft Refused; Or, If Received, Are Pocketed, Not Read.

The Good Needs Fear No Law, It Is His Safety And The Bad Man's Awe.

Tis The Only Discipline We Are Born For; All Studies Else Are But As Circular Lines, And Death The Center Where They All Must Meet.

This Is The Jew That Shakespeare Drew.