Courage And Comfort, All Shall Yet Go

It May Do Good; Pride Hath No Other Glass To Show Itself But Pride, For Supple Knees Feed Arrogance And Are The Proud Man's Fees.

How Far That Little Candle Throws Its Beams! So Shines A Good Deed In A Naughty World.

A Very Ancient And Fish-like Smell.

Faint Heart Never Won Fair Maid.

To Fear The Foe, Since Fear Oppresseth Strength, Gives, In Your Weakness, Strength Unto Your Foe, And So Your Follies Fight Against Yourself. Fear, And Be Slain--so Worse Can Come To Fight; And Fight And Die Is Death Destroying Death, Where Fearing Dying Pays Death Servile Breath.