I See A Woman May Be Made

If Thou Art Rich, Thou Art Poor; For, Like An Ass, Whose Back With Ingots Bows, Thou Bearest Thy Heavy Riches But A Journey, And Death Unloads Thee.

However Wickedness Outstrips Men, It Has No Wings To Fly From God.

A Pox O’ Your Throat, You Bawling, Blasphemous, Incharitable Dog!

A Knavish Speech Sleeps In A Fool's Ear.

But Men Are Men; The Best Sometimes Forget.