How Poor Are They That Have Have

Never, Never, Never, Never, Never! Pray You, Undo This Button.

What, Shall One Of Us, That Struck For The Foremost Man Of All This World But For Supporting Robbers--shall We Now Contaminate Our Fingers With Base Bribes, And Sell The Mighty Space Of Our Large Honors For So Much Trash As May Be Grasped Thus?

Pardon, Gentles All, The Flat Unraised Spirits That Have Dared On This Unworthy Scaffold To Bring Forth So Great An Object.

I Have Supped Full With Horrors.

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