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The Voice Of Parents Is The Voice Of Gods, For To Their Children They Are Heaven's Lieutenants.

In Limited Professions There's Boundless Theft.

Direct Not Him Whose Way Himself Will Choose; 'tis Breath Not Lack'st, And That Breath Wilt Thou Lose.

I Will Go Wash; And When My Face Is Fair, You Shall Perceive Whether I Blush Or No.

Till Our King Henry Had Shook Hands With Death.