Leave Us To Our Free Election.

Opinion Crowns With An Imperial Voice.

We Will Draw The Curtain And Show You The Picture.

My Purpose Is, Indeed, A Horse Of That Color.

I'll Make Death Love Me; For I Will Contend Even With His Pestilent Scythe.

If You Love An Addle Egg As Well As You Love An Idle Head, You Would Eat Chickens I' Th' Shell.