To Go To Bed After Midnight Is

Where Civil Blood Makes Civil Hands Unclean

Truly, I Would Not Hang A Dog By My Will, Much More A Man Who Hath Any Honesty In Him.

Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little Brief Authority, Most Ignorant Of What He's Most Assur D, Glassy Essence, Like An Angry Ape, Plays Such Fantastic Tricks Before High Heaven, As Make The Angels Weep.

I Pray You, Do Not Fall In Love With Me, For I Am Falser Than Vows Made In Wine.

The Lady Doth Protest Too Much, Methinks.