Romeo, Romeo, Wherefore Art Thou Romeo?

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

The Pleasant'st Angling Is To See The Fish Cut With Her Golden Oars The Silver Stream And Greedily Devour The Treacherous Bait.

Great Griefs Medicine The Less.

What Is Aught But As 'tis Valued?

I Can Easier Teach Twenty What Were Good To Be Done, Than Be One Of The Twenty To Follow Mine Own Teaching.