A Knot You Are Of

Wisdom And Goodness To The Vile Seem Vile; Filths Savour But Themselves.

Assume A Virtue If You Have It Not.

We Are Such Stuff As Dreams Are Made On; And Our Little Life Is Rounded With A Sleep.

There's Not A Shirt And A Half In All My Company, And The Half Shirt Is Two Napkins Tacked Together And Thrown Over The Shoulders Like A Herald's Coat Without Sleeves.

Therefore Another Prologue Must Tell He Is Not A Lion