Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil

Keep Up Your Bright Swords, For The Dew Will Rust Them.

Good Words Are Better Than Bad Strokes.

Thou Hast Seen A Farmer's Dog Bark At A Beggar? And The Creature Run From The Cur. There Thou Mightst Behold The Great Image Of Authority-a Dog's Obeyed In Office.

The Tartness Of His Face Sours Ripe Grapes.

He Hath Borne Himself Beyond The Promise Of His Age, Doing, In The Figure Of A Lamb, The Feats Of A Lion.