Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied read more

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment,
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?

I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.

I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.

He who assists the wicked will in time rue it.

He who assists the wicked will in time rue it.

All feete tread not in one shoe.

All feete tread not in one shoe.

For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's read more

For there's no motion
That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
It is the woman's part.

We ne'er shall look upon his like again.

We ne'er shall look upon his like again.

He that trusts in a lie, shall perish in truth.

He that trusts in a lie, shall perish in truth.

The only gain from the friendship of the great is a fine dinner.

The only gain from the friendship of the great is a fine dinner.