Be great in act, as you have been in thought.
We wound our modesty and make foul the clearness of our deservings, when of ourselves we publish them.
O, reason not the need!
To sleep perchance to dream
Tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age, Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburdened crawl toward death.
Love all, trust a few, Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, But never tax'd for speech.