Thou Sodden-witted Lord! Thou Hast

He That Is Thy Friend Indeed, He Will Help You In Your Need.

Now See That Noble And Most Sovereign Reason, Like Sweet Bells Jangled, Out Of Tune And Harsh.

Reputation Is An Idle And Most False Imposition; Oft Got Without Merit, And Lost Without Deserving.

Et Tu Brute! (you Too, Brutus!)

Crowns Have Their Compass-length Of Days Their Date- Triumphs Their Tomb-felicity, Her Fate- Of Nought But Earth Can Earth Make Us Partaker, But Knowledge Makes A King Most Like His Maker.