What Fates Impose, That Men Must Needs

There Is None But He Whose Being I Do Fear; And Under Him My Genius Is Rebuked, As It Is Said Mark Antony's Was By Caesar.

There's Not A Shirt And A Half In All My Company, And The Half Shirt Is Two Napkins Tacked Together And Thrown Over The Shoulders Like A Herald's Coat Without Sleeves.

He That Is Thy Friend Indeed, He Will Help You In Your Need.

Hide Not Thy Poison With Such Sugar'd Words

Thrust Your Head Into The Public Street, To Gaze On Christian Fools With Varnish'd Faces.