There Should Be Hours For Necessities, Not

Be Just, And Fear Not.

Set Honour In One Eye And Death I' The Other, And I Will Look On Both Indifferently.

Faith, Stay Here This Night; They Will Surely Do Us No Harm; You Saw They Speak Us Fair, Give Us Gold; Methinks They Are Such A Gentle Nation That, But For The Mountain Of Mad Flesh That Claims Marriage Of Me, Could Find In My Heart To Stay Here Still And Turn Witch.

A Turn Or Two I'll Walk To Still My Beating Mind.

Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty.