I Came, Saw, And Overcame.

Speak, What Trade Art Thou? Why, Sir, A Carpenter. Where Is Thy Leather Apron And Thy Rule? What Does Thou With Thy Best Apparel On?

Prepare For Mirth, For Mirth Becomes A Feast.

Pray You Now, Forget And Forgive.

I Understand Thy Kisses, And Thou Mine, And That's A Feeling Disputation.

World, World, O World! But That Thy Strange Mutations Make Us Hate Thee/ Life Would Not Yield To Age.