Crack'd In Pieces By Malignant Death.

The Painful Warrior Famous For Fight, After A Thousand Victories, Once Foil'd, Is From The Books Of Honor Razed Quite, And All The Rest Forgot For Which He Toil'd

I'll Look To Like; If Looking, Liking Move.

Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full Of Pleasure; Let Us Be Jocund

All That Glisters Is Not Gold; Often Have You Heard That Told: Many A Man His Life Hath Sold But My Outside To Behold: Gilded Tombs Do Worms Enfold.

Sufferance Is The Badge Of All Our Tribe.