Your Wisdom Is Consum'd In Confidence. Do

...and Then, In Dreaming, / The Clouds Methought Would Open And Show Riches / Ready To Drop Upon Me, That When I Waked / I Cried To Dream Again.

O, The Blood More Stirs To Rouse A Lion Than To Start A Hare!

...an Old Man Is Twice A Child.

The Eye Sees All, But The Mind Shows Us What We Want To See.

Now The Melancholy God Protect Thee, And The Tailor Make Thy Garments Of Changeable Taffeta, For Thy Mind Is Opal.