Now See That Noble And Most Sovereign

Be As Thou Wast Wont To Be. See As Thou Wast Wont To See.

Never Anything Can Be Amiss, When Simpleness And Duty Tender It.

Sin From Thy Lips? O Trespass Sweetly Urged! Give Me My Sin Again.

Ever Note, Lucilius, When Love Begins To Sicken And Decay It Useth An Enforced Ceremony. There Are No Tricks In Plain And Simple Faith; But Hollow Men, Like Horses Hot At Hand, Make Gallant Show And Promise Of Their Mettle; But When They Should Endure The Bloody Spur, They Fall Their Crests, And Like Deceitful Jades Sink In The Trial.

Things In Motion Sooner Catch The Eye Than What Not Stirs.