Lend Less Than You Owe.

How Soar Sweet Music Is, When Time Is Broke, And No Proportion Kept!

O Judgment ! Thou Art Fled To Brutish Beasts, And Men Have Lost Their Reason !

One Man In His Time Plays Many Parts.

Her Virtues, Graced With External Gifts, Do Breed Love's Settled Passions In My Heart; And Like As Rigour Of Tempestuous Gusts Provokes The Mightiest Hulk Against The Tide, So Am I Driven By Breath Of Her Renown Either To Suffer Shipwreck Or Arrive Where I May Have Fruition Of Her Love.

Here Comes A Pair Of Very Strange Beasts, Which In All Tongues Are Called Fools.