Is He On His Horse? O Happy

O Shame, Where Is Thy Blush?

Truly, I Would Not Hang A Dog By My Will, Much More A Man Who Hath Any Honesty In Him.

Age Cannot Wither Her, Nor Custom Stale Her Infinite Variety.

To Mourn A Mischief That Is Past And Gone Is The Next Way To Draw New Mischief On.

Be Not Afeard; The Isle Is Full Of Noises.