He Hath A Heart As Sound As

People’s Good Deeds We Write In Water. The Evil Deeds Are Etched In Brass.

I Rather Would Entreat Thy Company; To See The Wonders Of The World Abroad, Than, Living Dully Sluggardized At Home, Wear Out Thy Youth With Shapeless Idleness.

I May Command Where I Adore.

What, With My Tongue In Your Tail? Nay, Come Again, Good Kate; I Am A Gentleman.

Be Patient, For The World Is Broad And Wide.