The Hand That Hath Made You Fair

Was Ever Woman In This Humour Wooed? Was Ever Woman In This Humour Won?

Help, Master, Help! Here's A Fish Hangs In The Net, Like A Poor Man's Right In The Law; 'twill Hardly Come Out.

Why, Then The World ’s Mine Oyster, Which I With Sword Will Open.

The Fool Multitude, That Choose By Show, Not Learning More Than The Fond Eye Doth Teach.

Talking Isn't Doing. It Is A Kind Of Good Deed To Say Well; And Yet Words Are Not Deeds.