I Hourly Learn A Doctrine Of Obedience.

What Seest Thou Else In The Dark Backward And Abysm Of Time?

If It Be Honor In Your Wars To Seem The Same You Are Not,--which, For Your Best Ends, You Adopt Your Policy--how Is It Less Or Worse, That It Shall Hold Companionship In Peace With Honour, As In War: Since That To Both It Stands In Like Request?

Though Age From Folly Could Not Give Me Freedom, It Does From Childishness.

We Must Be Gentle Now We Are Gentlemen.

Gives Not The Hawthorn Bush A Sweeter Shade To Shepherds, Looking On Their Silly Sheep, Than Doth A Rich Embroider'd Canopy To Kings That Fear Their Subjects Treachery?