Our Whole Life Is Like A Play.

How Near To Good Is What Is Fair!

He That Departs With His Own Honesty For Vulgar , Doth It Too Dearly Buy.

Success Hath Made Me Wanton.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do It Tomorrow; Best, While You Have It, Use Your Breath; There Is No Drinking After Death.

Follow A Shadow, It Still Flies You, Seem To Fly, It Will Pursue: So Court A Mistress, She Denies You; Let Her Alone, She Will Court You. Say Are Not Women Truly, Then, Styled But The Shadows Of Us Men?