Happier are the hands compast with yron, then a heart with
thoughts.

Happier are the hands compast with yron, then a heart with
thoughts.

Of him that speakes ill, consider the life more then the word.

Of him that speakes ill, consider the life more then the word.

The offender never pardons.

The offender never pardons.

Words pay no debts.

Words pay no debts.

Preferment goes by letter and affection.

Preferment goes by letter and affection.

Goods are theirs that enjoy them.

Goods are theirs that enjoy them.

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?

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.

There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.

There is no vice so simple, but assumes
Some mark of virtue on his outward parts.