Where Hateful Death Put On His Ugliest

For Love, Thou Know'st, Is Full Of Jealousy

If You Would Persuade, You Must Appeal To Interest Rather Than Intellect. We Are Advertis'd By Our Loving Friends.

And Oftentimes Excusing Of A Fault Doth Make The Fault The Worse By The Excuse, As Patches Set Upon A Little Breach, Discredit More In Hiding Of The Fault Than Did The Fault Before It Was So Patch'd.

Divers Philosophers Hold That The Lips Is Parcel Of The Mouth.

A Peevish Self-willed Harlotry It Is. *she’s A Stubborn Little Brat.*