Show me a mistress that is passing fair, what doth her beauty serve but as a note where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?

Hast any philosophy in thee shepherd? .• • • • . . . He that wants money, means and content, is without three good friends; that the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and a great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.

I feel within me a peace above all earthly dignities, a still and quiet conscience.

This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he,Did that they did in envy of Caesar;He only, in a general honest thoughtAnd common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle, and the elementsSo mixd in him that Nature might stand upAnd say to all the world, This was a man!

O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful! And yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping.

I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking.

Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules, but beware instinct. The lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter. I was a coward on instinct.