You Blocks, You Stones, You

You Lie, In Faith; For You Are Call'd Plain Kate, And Bonny Kate And Sometimes Kate The Curst; But Kate, The Prettiest Kate In Christendom Kate Of Kate Hall, My Super-dainty Kate, For Dainties Are All Kates, And Therefore, Kate, Take This Of Me, Kate Of My Consolation; Hearing Thy Mildness Praised In Every Town, Thy Virtues Spoke Of, And Thy Beauty Sounded, Yet Not So Deeply As To Thee Belongs, Myself Am Moved To Woo Thee For My Wife.

Through Tattered Clothes, Small Vices Do Appear. Robes And Furred Gowns Hide All.

Nothing Is So Common As The Wish To Be Remarkable.(attributed To)

Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Deaths; The Valiant Never Taste Of Death But Once.

When Lenity And Cruelty Play For A Kingdom, The Gentler Gamester Is The Soonest Winner