William Shakespeare

“ But cruell are the times, when we are Traitors
And do not know our selues: when we hold Rumor
From what we feare, yet know not what we feare,
But floate vpon a wilde and violent Sea
Each way, and moue. I take my leaue of you:
Shall not be long but Ile be heere againe:
Things at the worst will cease, or else climbe vpward,
To what they were before. ”

“ Why one that sweares, and lyes.
Son.
And be all Traitors, that do so.
Wife.
Euery one that do's so, is a Traitor,
And must be hang'd.
Son.
And must they all be hang'd, that swear and lye?
Wife.
Euery one.
Son.
Who must hang them?
Wife.
Why, the honest men.
Son.
Then the Liars and Swearers are Fools: for there
are Lyars and Swearers enow, to beate the honest men,
and hang vp them.
Wife.
Now God helpe thee, poore Monkie:
But how wilt thou do for a Father? ”