Listen To Many, Speak To A Few.

The Play's The Thing, Wherein I'll Catch The Conscience Of The King.

Their Lips Were Four Red Roses On A Stalk.

If One Good Deed In All My Life I Did, I Do Repent It From My Very Soul.

My Master Hath Been An Honorable Gentleman; Tricks He Hath Had In Him Which Gentlemen Have.

I Cannot Be A Man With Wishing, Therefore I Will Die A Woman With Grieving.