He's All My Exercise, My Mirth, My

Adversity Makes Strange Bedfellows.

My Language! Heavens!i Am The Best Of Them That Speak This Speech. Were I But Where 'tis Spoken.

Men's Faults Do Seldom To Themselves Appear.

Nature, As It Grows Again Toward Earth, Is Fashioned For The Journey, Dull And Heavy.

This Thought Is As A Death.