Let Each Man Do His Best.

And The More Pity That Great Folk Should Have Count'nance In This World To Drown Or Hang Themselves More Than Their Even-christen.

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To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.

Drink Down All Unkindness.

Call Me What Instrument You Will, Though You Can Fret Me, You Cannot Play Upon Me.