What Is Done Cannot Be Now Amended.

The Weight Of This Sad Time We Must Obey, Speak What We Feel, Not What We Ought To Say. The Oldest Hath Borne Most: We That Are Young Shall Never See So Much, Nor Live So Long.

Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few Thy Voice.

You Know That I Do Fawn On Men, And Hug Them Hard, And After Scandal Them.

As Honour, Love, Obedience, Troops Of Friends, / I Must Not Look To Have; But, In Their Stead, / Curses, Not Loud But Deep, Mouth-honour, Breath, / Which The Poor Heart Would Fain Deny, And Dare Not" (5.3.25-28).

Things Base And Vile, Holding No Quantity, Love Can Transpose To Form And Dignity