He That Is Giddy Thinks The World

All Impediments In Fancy's Course Are Motives Of More Fancy.

Ay, When Fowls Have No Feathers And Fish Have No Fin.

What Can Be Avoided Whose End Is Purposed By The Mighty Gods?

Oh, God! I Have An Ill-divining Soul!

If It Be Honor In Your Wars To Seem The Same You Are Not,--which, For Your Best Ends, You Adopt Your Policy--how Is It Less Or Worse, That It Shall Hold Companionship In Peace With Honour, As In War: Since That To Both It Stands In Like Request?