Of all knowledge, the wise and good seek mostly to know themselves.

“Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!It seems she hangs upon the cheek…”

“There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk.”

“I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano, A stage where every man must play …”

“O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek …”