Who knows himself a braggart,Let him fear this, for it will come to passthat every braggart shall be found an ass.

God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man.

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

Cry 'Havoc', and let slip the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial

Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an ass.

Let him look to his bond.