My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night-- Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about The other four in wondrous motion.

I hate ingratitude more in a man than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness, or any taint of vice whose strong corruption inhabits our frail blood".

Gently to hear, kindly to judge.

O, call back yesterday, bid time return

Too much to know is to know naught but fame.

Were't not for laughing, I should pity him.

Examine well your blood.