Which Can Say More Than This Rich

Before, I Loved Thee As A Brother, John, But Now, I Do Respect Thee As My Soul.

He Hath Disgrac'd Me And Hind'red Me Half A Million; Laugh'd At My Losses, Mock'd At My Gains, Scorned My Nation, Thwarted My Bargains, Cooled My Friends, Heated My Enemies. And What's His Reason? I Am A Jew.

There's No Art To Find The Mind's Construction In The Face.

Things Sweet To Taste Prove In Digestion Sour.

I Do Not Set My Life At A Pin's Fee, And For My Soul, What Can It Do To That, Being A Thing Immortal As Itself?