I Must Be Cruel, Only To Be

Excellent Wretch! Perdition Catch My Soul But I Do Love Thee! And When I Love Thee Not, Chaos Is Come Again.

Nimble Thought Can Jump Both Sea And Land.

Men's Eyes Were Made To Look, And Let Them Gaze. I Will Not Budge For No Man's Pleasure.

Now, My Masters, Happy Man Be His Dole, Say I; Every Man To His Business.

The Weakest Goes To The Wall.