An Honest Tale Speeds Best Being Plainly

To Say The Truth, So Judas Kissed His Master And Cried, 'all Hail!' When As He Meant All Harm.

It Is The Witness Still Of Excellency To Put A Strange Face On His Own Perfection.

Preferred Three Hours Quicker Over One Moment Late.

Sigh No More Ladies, Sigh No More, Men Were Deceivers Ever

Tis Much When Sceptres Are In Children's Hands, But More When Envy Breeds Unkind Division: There Comes The Ruin, There Begins Confusion.