I Have Supped Full With Horrors.

Ten Masts Make Not The Altitude Which Thou Hast Perpendicularly Fell. Thy Life's A Miracle.

Out, You Tallow-face! You Baggage!

The Cheek Is Apter Than The Tongue To Tell An Errand.

Conceit In Weakest Bodies Works The Strongest.

You Jig, You Amble, And You Lisp.