Just Death, Kind Umpire Of Men's Miseries.

And Oftentimes Excusing Of A Fault Doth Make The Fault The Worse By The Excuse.

The Prince Of Darkness Is A Gentleman!

They That Stand High Have Many Blasts To Shake Them.

That We Would Do We Should Do When We Would, For This 'would' Changes, And Hath Abatements And Delays As Many As There Are Tongues, Are Hands, Are Accidents, And Then This 'should' Is Like A Spendthrift Sigh, That Hurts By Easing.

The Cat Will Mew, And Dog Will Have His Day.