Know, my name is lost;By treason's tooth bare-gnawn and canker-bit.
God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another.
Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain,Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.
Of comfort no man speak:Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs.
I am not in the giving vein today.
Superfluous branchesWe lop away, that bearing boughs may live.
Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocenceWith vizor'd falsehood and base forgery?
Treason is a charge invented by winners as an excuse for hanging the losers.
Et tu Brute! Then fall, Cæsar!
Tellest thou me of "ifs"? Thou art a traitor:Off with his head!
Some guard these traitors to the block of death;Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath.
Judas had given them the slip.
The man who pauses on the paths of treason,Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master,And cried "all hail!" whereas he meant all harm.
Treason doth never prosper: what's the reason?Why, if it prosper, none dare call it treason.
For while the treason I detest,The traitor still I love.
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