I Thank God I Am As Honest

There Was Never Yet Fair Woman But She Made Mouths In A Glass.

Hopeless And Helpless Doth Egeon Wend, But To Procrastinate His Liveless End.

Though I Am Not Naturally Honest, I Am Sometimes So By Chance.

Yield Not Thy Neck To Fortunes Yoke, But Let Thy Dauntless Mind Still Ride In Triumph Over All Mischance.

Even So; An't Please Your Worship, Brakenbury, You May Partake Of Any Thing We Say: We Speak No Treason, Man; We Say The King Is Wise And Virtuous, And His Noble Queen Well Struck In Years, Fair, And Not Jealous; We Say That Shore's Wife Hath A Pretty Foot, A Cherry Lip, A Bonny Eye, A Passing Pleasing Tongue; And That The Queen's Kindred Are Made Gentlefolks.