For Man Is A Giddy Thing, And

You Undergo Too Strict A Paradox, Striving To Make An Ugly Deed Look Fair.

I'll Drown More Sailors Than The Mermaid Shall; I'll Slay More Gazers Than The Basalisks; I'll Play The Orator As Well As Nestor, Decieve More Slily That Ulysses Could, And Like A Sinon, Take Another Troy. I Can Add Colors To The Chameleon, Change Shapes With Proteus For Advantages And Set The Murderous Machiavel To School. Can I Do This, And Cannot Get A Crown? Tut! Were It Further Off, I'll Pluck It Down.

All Things That Are, Are With More Spirit Chased Than Enjoyed.

Let Me Embrace Thee, Sour Adversity, For Wise Men Say It Is The Wisest Course.

I See A Man's Life Is A Tedious One.