I Am One, Sir, That

O, My Offence Is Rank, It Smells To Heaven

I Shall Despair. There Is No Creature Loves Me; And If I Die No Soul Will Pity Me: And Wherefore Should They, Since That I Myself Find In Myself No Pity To Myself?

We Came Into The World Like Brother And Brother, And Now Let's Go Hand In Hand, Not One Before Another.

Let Those That Play Your Clowns Speak No More Than Is Set Down For Them.

Honesty Is The Best Policy. If I Lose Mine Honor, I Lose Myself.