Slander Lives Upon Succession, For Ever Housed

Zounds! I Was Never So Bethumped With Words Since I First Called My Brother's Father Dad.

Keep Thy Foot Out Of Brothels, Thy Hand Out Of Plackets, Thy Pen From Lender's Books, And Defy The Foul Fiend.

Women's Weapons, Water-drops.

Love Hath Made Thee A Tame Snake

The Fool Multitude, That Choose By Show, Not Learning More Than The Fond Eye Doth Teach.