I Swear Again, I Would Not Be

He That Is Proud Eats Up Himself: Pride Is His Own Glass, His Own Trumpet, His Own Chronicle.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

We Must Be Gentle Now We Are Gentlemen.

When A Father Gives To His Son, Both Laugh; When A Son Gives To His Father, Both Cry.

With This Special Observance, That You O'erstep Not The Modesty Of Nature. For Anything So Overdone Is From The Purpose Of Playing, Whose End, Both At The First And Now, Was And Is, To Hold, As 'twere, The Mirror Up To Nature.