Ring Out Your Bells! Let Mourning Show

High Honor Is Not Only Gotten And Born By Pain And Danger, But Must Be Nursed By The Like, Else It Vanisheth As Soon As It Appears To The World.

Often Extraordinary Excellence, Not Being Rightly Conceived, Does Rather Offend Than Please.

Blasphemous Words Betray The Vain Foolishness Of The Speaker.

My Thoughts, Imprisoned In My Secret Woes, With Flamy Breaths Do Issue Oft In Sound.

Our Erected Wit Maketh Us To Know What Perfection Is.