He Receives Comfort Like Cold Porridge.

Fit For The Mountains And The Barbarous Caves, Where Manners Ne'er Were Preached.

Love`s Reason`s Without Reason

There Live Not Three Good Men Unhanged In England; And One Of Them Is Fat And Grows Old.

Speak To Me As To Thy Thinkings, As Thou Dost Ruminate, And Give Thy Worst Of Thoughts The Worst Of Words.

To Be Slow In Words Is A Woman's Only Virtue.