Better Three Hours Too Soon Than A

And Since You Know You Cannot See Yourself, So Well As By Reflection, I, Your Glass, Will Modestly Discover To Yourself, That Of Yourself Which You Yet Know Not Of.

A Very Ancient And Fish-like Smell.

To Lapse In Fulness Is Sorer Than To Lie For Need, And Falsehood Is Worse In Kings Than Beggars.

I Am Ill At These Numbers.

If Is A Custom, More Honor'd In The Breach Than The Observance.