I'll Forbear; And Am Fallen

Who Seeks, And Will Not Take, When Once 'tis Offer'd, Shall Never Find It More.

It Is A Tale Told By An Idiot, Full Of Sound And Fury; Signifying Nothing.

To Wilful Men, The Injuries That They Themselves Procure Must Be Their Schoolmasters.

Well, Whiles I Am A Beggar, I Will Rail, And Say There Is No Sin But To Be Rich; And Being Rich, My Virtue Then Shall Be To Say There Is No Vice But Beggary

There Lives Within The Very Flame Of Love A Kind Of Wick Or Snuff That Will Abate It.