Is not this a lamentable thing$$$ that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? That parchment$$$ being scribbled o’er$$$ should undo a man?

The first thing we do$$$ let's kill all the lawyers.

True nobility is exempt from fear.

Small things make base men proud.

For where thou art$$$ there is the world itself$$$
With every several pleasure in the world:
And where thou art not$$$ desolation.

The commons$$$ like an angry hive of bees
That want their leader$$$ scatter up and down
And care not who they sting in his revenge.

The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep:
And in his simple show he harbours treason.

How irksome is this music to my heart!
When such strings jar$$$ what hope of harmony?

Is this the fashions in the court of England?
Is this the government of Britain's isle?
And this the royalty of Albion's king?