O That Men's Ears Should Be To

There's Nothing In This World Can Make Me Joy: Life Is As Tedious As A Twice-told Tale Vexing The Dull Ear Of A Drowsy Man; And Bitter Shame Hath Spoil'd The Sweet World's Taste That It Yields Nought But Shame And Bitterness.

This Cold Night Will Turn Us All To Fools And Madmen.

Too Much To Know Is To Know Nought But Fame; And Every Godfather Can Give A Name.

Sir, He's A Good Dog, And A Fair Dog.

'tis Not To Make Me Jealous To Say My Wife Is Fair, Feeds Well, Loves Company, Is Free Of Speech, Sings, Plays, And Dances Well; Where Virtue Is, These Are More Virtuous.