I Would Not Wish Any Companion In

Things Won Are Done, Joy's Soul Lies In The Doing.

For Oaths Are Straws, Men's Faiths Are Wafer-cakes, And Hold-fast Is The Only Dog.

O War! Thou Son Of Hell!

A Man May See How This World Goes With No Eyes. Look With Thine Ears: See How Yond Justice Rails Upon Yon Simple Thief. Hark, In Thine Ear: Change Places; And, Handy-dandy, Which Is The Justice, Which Is The Thief?

The Barge She Sat In, Like A Burnish'd Throne, Burnt On The Water.