There Lives Within The Very Flame Of

We Must Love Men, Ere To Us They Will Seem Worthy Of Our Love.

It Is Certain That Either Wise Bearing Or Ignorant Carriage Is Caught As Men Take Diseases, One Of Another.

Kiss Me, Kate, We Shall Be Married O'sunday

Slanders, Sir, For The Satirical Rogue Says Here That Old Men Have Grey Beards, That Their Faces Are Wrinkled, Their Eyes Purging Think Amber And Plum-tree Gum, And That They Have A Plentiful Lack Of Wit, Together With Most Weak Hams.

Woe, Destruction, Ruin, And Decay; The Worst Is Death And Death Will Have His Day.