So Foul And Fair A

Take Pains. Be Perfect.

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

Now He'll Outstare The Lightning. To Be Furious Is To Be Frightened Out Of Fear.

I Am A Great Eater Of Beef, And I Believe That Does Harm To My Wit.

Therefore Was I Created With A Stubborn Outside, With An Aspect Of Iron, That When I Come To Woo Ladies, I Fright Them. But, In Faith, Kate, The Elder I Wax, The Better I Shall Appear. My Comfort Is That Old Age, That Ill Layer-up Of Beauty, Can Do No More Spoil Upon My Face. Thou Hast Me, If Thou Hast Me, At The Worst, And Thou Shalt Wear Me, If Thou Wear Me, Better And Better.