Nay, I Am The Very Pink Of

Hot And Hasty, Like A Scotch Jig.

The Path Is Smooth That Leadeth On To Danger.

Virtue Is Bold, And Goodness Never Fearful.

I Do Beseech You- Though I Perchance Am Vicious In My Guess , That Your Wisdom Yet From One That So Imperfectly Conjects Would Take No Notice, Nor Build Yourself A Trouble Out Of His Scattering And Unsure Observance.

Well, If Fortune Be A Woman, She's A Good Wench For This Gear.