As Good Luck Would Have It.

Take Her Away; For She Hath Lived Too Long, To Fill The World With Vicious Qualities.

Cease To Lament For That Thou Canst Not Help; And Study Help For That Which Thou Lamentest.

If Your Mind Dislike Anything Obey It

I Would Not Lose So Great An Honor As One Man More Methinks Would Share With Me For The Best Hope I Have.

Unless The Old Adage Must Be Verified, That Beggars Mounted, Run Their Horse To Death.