Never Anything Can Be Amiss, When Simpleness

God Shall Be My Hope, My Stay, My Guide And Lantern To My Feet.

Bassanio: Do All Men Kill All The Things They Do Not Love? Shylock: Hates Any Man The Thing He Would Not Kill? Bassanio: Every Offence Is Not A Hate At First.

To Business That We Love We Rise Betime, And Go To't With Delight.

He That Wants Money, Means, And Content Is Without Three Good Friends.

The Barge She Sat In, Like A Burnish'd Throne, Burnt On The Water.