O, She's Warm! If This

Do As The Heavens Have Done, Forget Your Evil; With Them Forgive Yourself.

If It Be True That Good Wine Needs No Bush, 'tis True That A Good Play Needs No Epilogue.

Flout 'em, And Scout 'em; And Scout 'em, And Flout 'em; / Thought Is Free.

Heaven Is Above All Yet; There Sits A Judge, That No King Can Corrupt.

And Oft, My Jealousy Shapes Faults That Are Not.