I Drink When I Have Occasion, And

Faint Heart Ne'er Won Fair Lady.

The Fear Thou Art In, Sancho," Said Don Quixote, "prevents Thee From Seeing Or Hearing Correctly, For One Of The Effects Of Fear Is To Derange The Senses And Make Things Appear Different From What They Are; If Thou Art In Such Fear, Withdraw To One Side And Leave Me To Myself, For Alone I Suffice To Bring Victory To That Side To Which I Shall Give My Aid;" And So Saying He Gave Rocinante The Spur, And Putting The Lance In Rest, Shot Down The Slope Like A Thunderbolt.

Be Not Under The Dominion Of Thine Own Will; It Is The Vice Of The Ignorant, Who Vainly Presume On Their Own Understanding.

My Thoughts Ran A Wool-gathering.

Soul Of Fibre And Heart Of Oak.