Though I Be But Prince Of Wales,

Religious Canons, Civil Laws, Are Cruel; Then What Should War Be?

Wait For The Season When To Cast Good Counsels Upon Subsiding Passion.

She Will Die If You Love Her Not, And She Will Die Ere She Might Make Her Love Known

Indeed, Sir, He That Sleeps Feels Not The Toothache; But A Man That Were To Sleep Your Sleep, And A Hangman To Help Him To Bed, I Think He Would Change Places With His Officer; For Look You, Sir, You Know Not Which Way You Shall Go.

Jesters Do Oft Prove Prophets.