I Had Rather Live With Cheese And

Conceit In Weakest Bodies Works The Strongest.

O, Reason Not The Need!

Villains, Vipers, Damn'd Without Redemption; Dogs, Easily Won To Fawn On Any Man; Snakes In My Heart-blood Warm'd, That Sing My Heart; Three Judases, Each One Thrice Worse Than Judas.

Who Would Be So Mocked With Glory, Or To Live But In A Dream Of Friendship, To Have His Pomp And All What State Compounds But Only Painted, Like His Varnished Friends?

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.