If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

If folly were griefe every house would weepe.

God keepe me from foure houses, an Vsurers, a Taverne, a Spittle,
and a Prison.

God keepe me from foure houses, an Vsurers, a Taverne, a Spittle,
and a Prison.

Fall back upon a name? rest, rot in that?
Not keep it noble, make it nobler? Fools!

Fall back upon a name? rest, rot in that?
Not keep it noble, make it nobler? Fools!

Consider the end.

Consider the end.

The fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck.

The fire i' the flint
Shows not till it be struck.

Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.

Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.

Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.

Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
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Men at some time are masters of their fates.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not is our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.

We believe not a liar, even when he is speaking the truth.

We believe not a liar, even when he is speaking the truth.