All's Well If All Ends Well.

Small Herbs Have Grace, Great Weeds Do Grow Apace.

The Voice Of Parents Is The Voice Of Gods, For To Their Children They Are Heaven's Lieutenants.

Devils Soonest Tempt, Resembling Spirits Of Light.

This Night I Hold An Old Accustomed Feast, Whereto I Have Invited Many A Guest, Such As I Love; And You Among The Store, One More, Most Welcome, Makes My Number More.

Some Kinds Of Baseness Are Nobly Undergone.