Kiss Me, Kate, We Shall Be Married

Lend Less Than You Owe.

O, Wonder! How Many Goodly Creatures Are There Here! How Beauteous Mankind Is! O Brave New World, That Has Such People In't!

My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun

Time Is The Old Justice That Examines All Such Offenders, And Let Time Try.

Tut, Man, One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning; One Pain Is Less'ned By Another's Anguish; Turn Giddy, And Be Holp By Backward Turning; One Desperate Grief Cures With Another's Languish.