Let No Such Man Be Trusted.

Allow Not Nature More Than Nature Needs.

I Am Disgraced, Impeached, And Baffled Here, Pierced To The Soul With Slander's Venomed Spear.

My Cake Is Dough, But I'll In Among The Rest, Out Of Hope Of All But My Share Of The Feast.

I Would We Were All Of One Mind, And One Mind Good.

For He Was Likely, Had He Been Put On, To Have Proved Most Royally.