Care Keeps His Watch In Every Old

My Age Is As A Lusty Winter, Frosty But Kindly.

Gold--what Can It Not Do, And Undo?

Thou Art A Boil, A Plague Sore, An Embossed Carbuncle In My Corrupted Blood.

Self-love Is The Most Inhibited Sin In The Canon.

I Hold My Peace, Sir? No; No, I Will Speak As Liberal As The North; Let Heaven And Men And Devils, Let Them All, All, All, Cry Shame Against Me, Yet I'll Speak.