Sweet Flowers Are Slow And Weeds Make

Mine Honor Is My Life, Both Grow In One. Take Honor From Me, And My Life Is Done. Then, Dear My Liege, Mine Honor Let Me Try; In That I Live, And For That I Will Die.

What A Piece Of Work Is A Man

'tis Brief, My Lord...as Woman's Love.

I Cannot Do It Without Comp[u]ters.

A Fool Thinks Himself To Be Wise, But A Wise Man Knows Himself To Be A Fool.