This Making Of Christians Will

The Insolence Of Office.

Thy Wit Is A Very Bitter Sweeting; It Is A Most Sharp Sauce.

Have Not Saints Lips, And Holy Palmers Too Ay, Pilgrim, Lips That They Must Use In Prayer.

As Honour, Love, Obedience, Troops Of Friends, / I Must Not Look To Have; But, In Their Stead, / Curses, Not Loud But Deep, Mouth-honour, Breath, / Which The Poor Heart Would Fain Deny, And Dare Not" (5.3.25-28).

The Tongues Of Mocking Wenches Are As Keen As Is The Razor's Edge Invisible.