I Believe They Talked Of Me, For

Sir, You Shall Taste My Anno Domini.

How A Little Love And Good Company Improves A Woman.

Aimwell: Then You Understand Latin, Mr. Bonniface? Bonniface: Not I, Sir, As The Saying Is, But He Talks It So Very Fast That I'm Sure It Must Be Good.

Tis A Question Whether Adversity Or Prosperity Makes The Most Poets.

Hanging And Marriage, You Know, Go By Destiny.