Thanks, Sir; All The Rest Is Mute.

Bait The Hook Well. This Fish Will Bite.

They Are In The Very Wrath Of Love, And They Will Go Together. Clubs Cannot Part Them

To Thine Own Self Be True, And It Must Follow, As The Night The Day, Thou Canst Not Then Be False To Any Man.

Men That Make Envy And Crooked Malice Nourishment, Dare Bite The Best.

Now The Fair Goddess, Fortune, Fall Deep In Love With Thee, And Her Great Charms Misguide Thy Opposers' Swords!