Finish, Good Lady; The Bright Day Is

Time Be Thine, And Thy Best Graces Spend It At Thy Will.

I Have Seen Better Faces In My Time Than Stands On Any Shoulder That I See Before Me At This Instant.

Thou Whoreson Zed! Thou Unnecessary Letter! My Lord, If You Will Give Me Leave, I Will Tread This Unbolted Villain Into Mortar, And Daub The Wall Of A Jakes With Him. *all Cheer For Shakespearean Insults*

Love Sought Is Good, But Given Unsought, Is Better.

Like Patience Gazing On Kings' Graves, And Smiling Extremity Out Of Act.