Death-counterfeiting Sleep.

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?

All Things Are Ready, If Our Mind Be So.

Such Thanks As Fits A King's Remembrance.

Society Is No Comfort, To One Not Sociable.

Though Authority Be A Stubborn Bear, Yet He Is Oft Let By The Nose With Gold.