Base Is The Slave That Pays.

Honor's Thought Reigns Solely In The Breast Of Every Man.

But Fish Not With This Melancholy Bait For This Fool Gudgeon, This Opinion.

Some Men There Are Love Not A Gaping Pig, Some That Are Mad If They Behold A Cat, And Others When The Bagpipe Sings I The Nose Cannot Contain Their Urine.

Young Adam Cupid, He That Shot So Trim, When King Cophetua Loved The Beggar-maid!

The Poor World Is Almost Six Thousand Years Old, And In All This Time There Was Not Any Man Died In His Own Person, Videlicet, In A Love-cause.