Now Is The Winter Of Our Discontent.

Officers, What Offence Have These Men Done? Dogberry Marry, Sir, They Have Committed False Report; Moreover, They Have Spoken Untruths; Secondarily, They Are Slanders; Sixth And Lastly, They Have Belied A Lady; Thirdly, They Have Verified Unjust Things; And, To Conclude, They Are Lying Knaves.

Enough No More; Tis Not So Sweet Now As It Was Before.

Nor Age So Eat Up My Invention.

Be Lion-mettled, Proud, And Take No Care Who Chafes, Who Frets, Or Where Conspirers Are!

Though It Make The Unskillful Laugh, Cannot But Make The Judicious Grieve.