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This World Is Not For Aye, Nor 'tis Not Strange That Even Our Loves Should With Our Fortunes Change, For 'tis A Question Left Us Yet To Prove, Whether Love Lead Fortune, Or Else Fortune Love.

How Use Doth Breed A Habit In A Man.

Their Lips Were Four Red Roses On A Stalk.

Let None Presume To Wear An Undeserved Dignity.

Delay Leads Impotent And Snail-paced Beggary.