There Is A Tide In The Affairs

If We Shadows Have Offended, Think But This, And All Is Mended, That You Have But Slumber'd Here While These Visions Did Appear.

Home-keeping Youth Have Ever Homely Wits.

There Is No Slander In An Allowed Fool, Though He Do Nothing But Rail.

If You Spend Word For Word With Me, I Shall Make Your Wit Bankrupt.

Throw Physic To The Dogs; I'll None Of It.