I Will Make A Star-chamber Matter Of

Women's Weapons, Water-drops.

He That Hath A Beard Is More Than A Youth, And He That Hath No Beard Is Less Than A Man. He That Is More Than A Youth Is Not For Me, And He That Is Less Than A Man, I Am Not For Him.

Come, Gentlemen, I Hope We Shall Drink Down All Unkindness.

'tis Pride That Pulls The Country Down.

Methinks You Are My Glass, And Not My Brother: I See By You I Am A Sweet-faced Youth.