This Cold Night Will Turn Us All

There Is A Tide In The Affairs Of Men

For Brutus Is An Honourable Man; So Are They All, All Honourable Men.

'tis Pride That Pulls The Country Down.

Poor And Content Is Rich, And Rich Enough.

Who Alone Suffers Suffers Most I' Th' Mind, Leaving Free Things And Happy Shows Behind; But Then The Mind Much Sufferance Doth O'erskip When Grief Hath Mates, And Bearing Fellowship.