He Does Me Double Wrong That Wounds

Virtue Preserv'd From Fell Destruction's Blast, Led On By Heaven, And Crown'd With Joy At Last.

Courage Mounteth With Occasion.

A Book? O, Rare One, Be Not, As Is Our Fangled World, A Garment Nobler Than That It Covers.

For Brutus Is An Honourable Man; So Are They All, All Honourable Men.

A Young Man Married Is A Man That's Marred.