Many A Good Hanging Prevents A Bad

The Rain, It Raineth Every Day.

Who Riseth From A Feast With That Keen Appetite That He Sits Down?

Fishes Live In The Sea, As Men Do A-land; The Great Ones Eat Up The Little Ones.

So Distribution Should Undo Excess, And Each Man Have Enough.

Day, Night, Late, Early, At Home, Abroad, Alone, In Company, Waking Or Sleeping, Still My Care Hath Been To Have Her Match'd; And Having Now Provided A Gentleman Of Princely Parentage, Of Fair Demesnes, Youthful, And Nobly Train'd, Stuff'd, As They Say, With Honourable Parts, Proportion'd As One's Thought Would Wish A Man- And Then To Have A Wretched Puling Fool, A Whining Mammet, In Her Fortune's Tender, To Answer 'i'll Not Wed, I Cannot Love; I Am Too Young, I Pray You Pardon Me'!