All The World's A Stage.

He Is Not Worthy Of The Honey-comb, That Shuns The Hives Because The Bees Have Stings.

Tremble, Thou Wretch, That Hast Within Thee Undivulged Crimes Unwhipped Of Justice.

Too Early Seen Unknown, And Known Too Late!

If To Do Were As Easy As To Know What Were Good To Do, Chapels Had Been Churches, And Poor Men’s Cottages Princes’ Palaces. It Is A Good Divine That Follows His Own Instructions: I Can Easier Teach Twenty What Were Good To Be Done, Than Be One Of The Twenty To Follow Mine Own Teaching.

Fair Katherine, And Most Fair, Will You Vouchsafe To Teach A Soldier Terms Such As Will Enter At A Lady's Ear, And Plead His Love-suit To Her Gentle Heart?