Ambition's Debt Is Paid.

The Sense Of Death Is Most In Apprehension, And The Poor Beetle, That We Tread Upon, In Corporal Sufferance Finds A Pang As Great As When A Giant Dies.

Appetite, A Universal Wolf.

There Are Many Events In The Womb Of Time Which Will Be Delivered.

What Early Tongue So Sweet Saluteth Me?

Too Much To Know Is To Know Nought But Fame; And Every Godfather Can Give A Name.