The Hebrew Will Turn Christian; He Grows

As Many Arrows, Loosed Several Ways, Come To One Mark...so Many A Thousand Actions, Once Afoot, End In One Purpose.

Well, I Will Find You Twenty Lascivious Turtles Ere One Chaste Man.

Let's Take The Instant By The Forward Top; For We Are Old, And On Our Quick'st Decrees The Inaudible And Noiseless Foot Of Time Steals Ere We Can Effect Them.

Self-love, My Liege, Is Not So Vile A Sin, As Self-neglecting.

Though It Make The Unskillful Laugh, Cannot But Make The Judicious Grieve.