Tears Harden Lust, Though Marble

Lives Like A Drunken Sailor On A Mast, Ready With Every Nod To Tumble Down Into The Fatal Bowels Of The Deep.

So Many Miseries Have Craz'd My Voice, That My Woe-wearied Tongue Is Still And Mute.

The Whirligig Of Time Brings In His Revenges.

Fortune Is Painted Blind, With A Muffler Afore Her Eyes, To Signify To You That Fortune Is Blind.

Men's Faults Do Seldom To Themselves Appear.