Renowned Spenser, lie a thought more nigh To learned Chaucer, and rare Beaumont lie A little nearer Spenser, to make room For Shakespeare in your threefold, fourfold tomb.

The first men that our Saviour dear Did choose to wait upon Him here, Blest fishers were; and fish the last Food was, that He on earth did taste: I therefore strive to follow those, Whom He to follow Him hath chose.

All's well that ends well.

If we wish to know the force of human genius we should read Shakespeare. If we wish to see the insignificance of human learning we may study his commentators.

O, that he were here to write me down an ass! -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 2.

Three misbegotten knaves in Kendal green. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act ii. Sc. 4.