The Course Of True Love Never Did

Most Friendship Is Faining, Most Loving Mere Folly: Then, Heigh-ho, The Holly. This Life Is Most Jolly.

Tis In Ourselves That We Are Thus, Or Thus.

I See, Sir, You Are Liberal In Offers. You Taught Me First To Beg, And Now Methinks You Teach Me How A Beggar Should Be Answered.

Keep Up Your Bright Swords, For The Dew Will Rust Them.

All The World Is A Stage And We Are Merely Players.