A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh -

In Sweet Music Is Such Art: Killing Care And Grief Of Heart Fall Asleep, Or Hearing, Die.

We Go To Gain A Little Patch Of Ground That Hath In It No Profit But The Name.

It Is A Wise Father That Knows His Own Child.

Ingrateful Man With Liquorish Draughts, And Morsels Unctuous, Greases His Pure Mind That From It All Consideration Slips.

The Whirligig Of Time Brings In His Revenges.