Here Was A Caesar! When Comes Such

My Falcon Now Is Sharp And Passing Empty, And Till She Stoop She Must Not Be Full-gorged, For Then She Never Looks Upon Her Lure.

I Thank You All And Here Dismiss You All, And To The Love And Favor Of My Country Commit Myself, My Person, And The Cause.

What's Done Cannot Be Undone. To Bed, To Bed, To Bed.

Now, My Masters, Happy Man Be His Dole, Say I; Every Man To His Business.

Costly Thy Habit [dress] As Thy Purse Can Buy; But Not Expressed In Fancy - Rich, Not Gaudy. For The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man.