Bosom Upon My Counsel; You'll Find It

I Am Never Merry When I Hear Sweet Music.

Let The Doors Be Shut Upon Him, That He May Play The Fool No Where But In's Own House.

[s]ince Brevity Is The Soul Of Wit, And Tediousness The Limbs And Outward Flourishes, I Will Be Brief.

O Serpent Heart Hid With A Flowering Face! Did Ever A Dragon Keep So Fair A Cave? Beautiful Tyrant, Feind Angelical, Dove Feather Raven, Wolvish-ravening Lamb! Despised Substance Of Devinest Show, Just Opposite To What Thou Justly Seemest - A Dammed Saint, An Honourable Villain!

'tis One Thing To Be Tempted, Another Thing To Fall.