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Give thy……
thoughts no tongue nor any unproportioned thought his act
The apperal….
oft’ proclaims the man
Give every man….
thy ear but few thy voice, take each mans censure (opinion) but reserve thy judgement
Be wary….
then best safety lies in fear
When the blood…..
burns how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows
This above all
to thine own self be true, and it must as the night, the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man
Neither a borrower…
nor lender be for loan oft’ loses both itself and friend and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry
It is common….
for the younger sort to lack discretion
Breavity…
is the soul of wit
Nothing either good…
or bad but thinking makes it so
What a piece of work….
is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculty, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in aprehension how like a god