But Here's The Joy: My Friend And

What A Piece Of Work Is A Man

Gloucester, We Have Done Deeds Of Charity, Made Peace Of Enmity, Fair Love Of Hate, Between These Swelling Wrong-incensed Peers.

If Chance Will Have Me King, Why, Chance May Crown Me.

'tis Not To Make Me Jealous To Say My Wife Is Fair, Feeds Well, Loves Company, Is Free Of Speech, Sings, Plays, And Dances Well; Where Virtue Is, These Are More Virtuous.

If By Chance I Talk A Little Wild, Forgive Me; I Had It From My Father.