Virtue Is Chok'd With Foul Ambition

O Braggart Vile And Damned Furious Wight!

Be Patient, For The World Is Broad And Wide.

Ne'er Ask Me What Raiment I'll Wear, For I Have No More Doublets Than Backs, No More Stockings Than Legs, Nor No More Shoes Than Feet--nay, Sometime More Feet Than Shoes, Or Such Shoes As My Toes Look Through The Overleather.

Our Remedies Oft In Ourselves Do Lie, Which We Ascribe To Heaven.

Britain Is A World By Itself, And We Will Nothing Pay For Wearing Our Own Noses.