Speak Of Me As I Am. Nothing

Courage Mounteth With Occasion.

A Poor Thing, Perhaps, But My Own.

Better Three Hours Too Soon, Than One Hour To Late.

Discharge My Followers; Let Them Hence Away, From Richard's Night To Bolingbrooke's Fair Day.

For It Falls Out That What We Have We Prize Not To The Worth Whiles We Enjoy It, But Being Lacked And Lost, Why, Then We Rack The Value, Then We Find The Virtue That Possession Would Not Show Us While It Was Ours.