So Get The Start Of

My Life, My Joy, My Food, My Ail The World!

Could Beauty, My Lord, Have Better Commerce Than With Honesty?

For Grief Is Crowned With Consolation.

Better A Witty Fool Than A Foolish Wit.

Hamlet: Is This A Prologue, Or The Posy Of A Ring? Ophelia: 'tis Brief, My Lord. Hamlet: As Woman's Love.