The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.

The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.

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.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.

Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

I shudder when relating it.

I shudder when relating it.

A smiling face is half the meal.

A smiling face is half the meal.

Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.

Nothing is difficult in the eyes of a lover.

Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no
evil, and to grow pale at read more

Be this our wall of brass, to be conscious of having done no
evil, and to grow pale at no accusation.

Hee commands enough that obeyes a wise man.

Hee commands enough that obeyes a wise man.