Methought I Was Enamour'd Of An Ass.

Nor Aught So Good But Strained From That Fair Use, Revolts From True Birth Stumbling On Abuse.

To Fear The Worst Oft Cures The Worst.

Haste Is Needful In A Desperate Case.

His Heart As Far From Fraud As Heaven From Earth.

Do All Men Kill The Things They Do Not Love ............ The Quality Of Mercy Is Not Strain'd It Droppeth As The Gentle Rain From Heaven Upon The Place Beneath: It Is Twice Blest It Blesseth Him That Gives And Him That Takes