There Is No Such Sport As Sport

If It Be You That Stirs These Daughters' Hearts Against Their Father, Fool Me Not So Much To Bear It Tamely; Touch Me With Noble Anger, And Let Not Women's Weapons, Water Drops, Stain My Man's Cheeks.

How Much More Doth Beauty Beauteous Seem By That Sweet Ornament Which Truth Doth Give!

Thou Shalt Be Both The Plaintiff And The Judge Of Thine Own Cause.

It May Do Good; Pride Hath No Other Glass To Show Itself But Pride, For Supple Knees Feed Arrogance And Are The Proud Man's Fees.

Of Chastity, The Ornaments Are Chaste.