There is nothing but roguery to be found in villainous men.

For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.

Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put to use more gold begets.

Quote: What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?

The elephant hath joints, but none for courtesy; his legs are legs for necessity, not for flexure.

Shall I never see a bachelor of three score again?

I hope to see London once ere I die.