Thou Shouldst Not Have Been Old Till

Bell, Book And Candle Shall Not Drive Me Back, When Gold And Silver Becks Me To Come On.

Nothing Can Come Of Nothing.

Hanging And Wiving Goes By Destiny.

A Woman That Is Like A German Clock, Still A-repairing, Ever Out Of Frame, And Never Going Aright, Being A Watch, But Being Watched That It May Still Go Right!

Unnatural Deeds Do Breed Unnatural Troubles: Infected Minds To Their Deaf Pillows Will Discharge Their Secrets.