And He Goes Through Life, His Mouth

Though It Make The Unskillful Laugh, Cannot But Make The Judicious Grieve.

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

Come, Swear It, Damn Thyself, Lest, Being Like One Of Heaven, The Devils Themselves Should Fear To Seize Thee; Therefore Be Double-damned, Swear,--thou Art Honest.

Let Him Smell His Way To Dover!

Oh, Flatter Me; For Love Delights In Praises.