A Turn Or Two I'll

A Good Leg Will Fall; A Straight Back Will Stoop; A Black Beard Will Turn White; A Curl'd Pate Will Grow Bald; A Fair Face Will Wither; A Full Eye Will Wax Hollow: But A Good Heart, Kate, Is The Sun And The Moon; Or, Rather, The Sun, And Not The Moon, — For It Shines Bright, And Never Changes, But Keeps His Course Truly.

The Ostentation Of Our Love, Which, Left Unshown, Is Often Left Unloved.

Good Counselors Lack No Clients.

One Sin, I Know, Another Doth Provoke. Murder's As Near To Lust As Flame To Smoke.

If You Prick Us Do We Not Bleed? If You Tickle Us Do We Not Laugh? If You Poison Us Do We Not Die? And If You Wrong Us Shall We Not Revenge?