I Have Bought Golden Opinions From All

Hang There Like Fruit, My Soul, Till The Tree Die!

Despair And Die. The Ghosts

Coward Dogs Most Spend Their Mouths When What They Seem To Threaten Runs Far Before Them.

The Undiscovered Country From Whose Bourn No Traveler Returns.

Tis Better Using France Than Trusting France; Let Us Be Back'd With God, And With The Seas, Which He Hath Given For Fence Impregnable, And With Their Helps Only Defend Ourselves; In Them, And In Ourselves, Our Safety Lies.