Nature Hath Framed Strange Fellows In Her

Trust Not Your Daughter's Minds By What You See Them Act.

Preferred Three Hours Quicker Over One Moment Late.

The Liquid Drops Of Tears That You Have Shed Shall Come Again, Transform'd To Orient Pearl, Advantaging Their Loan With Interest Of Ten Times Double Gain Of Happiness.

I Have Heard Of Your Paintings Too, Well Enough; God Has Given You One Face, And You Make Yourselves Another: You Jig, You Amble, And You Lisp, And Nick-name God's Creatures, And Make Your Wantonness Your Ignorance. Go To, I'll No More On't; It Hath Made Me Mad.

Bad Is The Trade That Must Play Fool To Sorrow, Ang'ring Itself And Others.