Tis A Happy Thing To Be The

Here Comes A Pair Of Very Strange Beasts, Which In All Tongues Are Called Fools.

Plain And Not Honest Is Too Harsh A Style.

Pardon, Gentles All, The Flat Unraised Spirits That Have Dared On This Unworthy Scaffold To Bring Forth So Great An Object.

Thou Dost Conspire Against Thy Friend, Iago, If Thou But Think'st Him Wronged, And Mak'st His Ear A Stranger To Thy Thoughts.

All Men's Faces Are True, Whatsome'er Their Hands Are.