A Beggar's Book Outworths A Noble's Blood.

But Virtue Never Will Be Mov'd, Though Lewdness Court It In A Shape Of Heaven.

Ambition, The Soldier's Virtue.

Why, Then The World ’s Mine Oyster, Which I With Sword Will Open.

Truth Needs No Color; Beauty, No Pencil.

Teeth Hadst Thou In Thy Head When Thou Wast Born, To Signify Thou Camest To Bite The World.