We See Which Way The Stream Of

How Many Fond Fools Serve Mad Jealousy!

When The Age Is In, The Wit Is Out

Light, Seeking Light, Doth Light Of Light Beguile

'tis Better To Be Vile Than Vile Esteemed, When Not To Be, Receives Reproach Of Being, And The Just Pleasure Lost, Which Is So Deemed, Not By Our Feeling, But By Others' Seeing.

There Is Throats To Be Cut, And Works To Be Done.