Suspicion Always Haunts The Guilty Mind.

If I May Trust The Flattering Truth Of Sleep, My Dreams Presage Some Joyful News At Hand. My Bosom's Lord Sits Lightly In His Throne, And All This Day An Unaccustomed Spirit Lifts Me Above The Ground With Cheerful Thoughts.

Thou Shalt Be Both The Plaintiff And The Judge Of Thine Own Cause.

You Must Confine Yourself Within The Modest Limits Of Order.

A Substitute Shines Brightly As A King Until A King Be By, And Then His State Empties Itself, As Dot An Inland Brook Into The Main Of Waters.

[marriage Is] A World-without-end Bargain.