Death, That Hath Suck'd The Honey Of

Drink, Sir, Is A Great Provoker Of Three Things . . . Nose-painting, Sleep, And Urine. Lechery, Sir, It Provokes, And Unprovokes; It Provokes The Desire, But It Takes Away The Performance.

While Thou Livest Keep A Good Tongue In Thy Head.

Wisdom Cries Out In The Streets, And No Man Regards It.

She's Beautiful, And Therefore To Be Wooed; She Is A Woman, Therefore To Be Won.

There Is No Love-broker In The World Can More Prevail In Man's Commendation With Woman Than Report Of Valor.