He was met even now As mad as the vex'd sea; singing aloud; Crown'd with rank fumiter and furrow-weeds, With bur-docks, hemlock, nettles, cuckoo-flowers, Darnel, and all the idle weeds that grow In our sustaining corn.
William ShakespeareTo thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.
William Shakespeare