Sweets To The Sweet.

We Must Every One Be A Man Of His Own Fancy.

God's Will! My Liege, Would You And I Alone, Without More Help, Could Fight This Royal Battle!

But Men Are Men; The Best Sometimes Forget.

I Am A Subject, And I Challenge Law. Attorneys Are Denied Me, And Therefore Personally I Lay My Claim To My Inheritance Of Free Descent.

That, Sir, Which Serves And Seeks For Gain, And Follows But For Form, Will Pack, When It Begins To Rain, And Leave Thee In A Storm.