Woe To That Land That's Governed By

The Small Amount Of Foolery Wise Men Have Makes A Great Show.

For Youth No Less Becomes The Light And Careless Livery That It Wears, Than Settled Age His Sables, And His Weeds Importing Health And Graveness.

And Nothing Is, But What Is Not.

Oh Why Rebuke You Him That Loves You So? / Lay Breath So Bitter On Your Bitter Foe.

Be To Yourself As You Would To Your Friend.