Nothing Teems But Hateful Docks, Rough Thistles,

What Should A Man Do But Be Merry? For Look You How Cheerfully My Mother Looks, And My Father Died Within's Two Hours.

I Had As Lief Have Been Myself Alone.

For There's No Motion That Tends To Vice In Man, But I Affirm It Is The Woman's Part.

When Most I Wink, Then Do My Eyes Best See

I Knew When Seven Justices Could Not Take Up A Quarrel, But When The Parties Were Met Themselves, One Of Them Thought But Of An If, As, 'if You Said So, Then I Said So;' And They Shook Hands And Swore Brothers. Your If Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In If.