How Well He's Read, To Reason Against

When Remedies Are Past, The Griefs Are Ended By Seeing The Worst, Which Late On Hopes Depended. To Mourn A Mischief That Is Past And Gone Is The Next Way To Draw New Mischief On. What Cannot Be Preserved When Fortune Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes. The Robb'd That Smiles Steals Something For The Thief; He Robs Himself That Spends A Bootless Grief.

Like A Dull Actor Now, I Have Forgot My Part, And I Am Out, Even To A Full Disgrace.

Devils Soonest Tempt, Resembling Spirits Of Light.

The Play's The Thing, Wherein I'll Catch The Conscience Of The King.

Within The Hollow Crown That Rounds The Mortal Temples Of A King Keeps Death His Court.