Let No Such Man Be Trusted.

Full Many A Lady I Have Eyed With Best Regard, And Many A Time Th' Harmony Of Their Tongues Hath Into Bondage Brought My Too Diligent Ear; For Several Virtues Have I Liked Several Women; Never Any With So Full Soul But Some Defect In Her Did Quarrel With The Noblest Grace She Owed, And Put It To The Foil.

For By His Face Straight Shall You Know His Heart.

All That Glitters Is Not Gold.

O Judgment ! Thou Art Fled To Brutish Beasts, And Men Have Lost Their Reason !

In Right And Service To Their Noble Country.