Pity Only On Fresh Objects Stays, But

I Maintain, Against The Enemies Of The Stage, That Patterns Of Piety, Decently Represented, May Second The Precepts.

Nor Is The People's Judgment Always True: The Most May Err As Grossly As The Few.

It's A Hard World, Neighbors, If A Man's Oath Must Be His Master.

For Secrets Are Edged Tools, And Must Be Kept From Children And From Fools.

All Things Are Subject To Decay And When Fate Summons, Monarchs Must Obey.