Thus Is His Cheek The Map Of

Thou Mak'st Me Merry: I Am Full Of Pleasure; Let Us Be Jocund

Policy Sits Above Conscience.

Beauty Is Bought By Judgement Of The Eye.

No Might Nor Greatness In Mortality Can Censure 'scape; Back- Wounding Calumny The Whitest Virtue Strikes. What King So Strong Can Tie The Gall Up In The Slanderous Tongue?

Time Travels In Divers Paces With Divers Persons. I'll Tell You Who Time Ambles Withal, Who Time Trots Withal, Who Time Gallops Withal, And Who He Stands Still Withal.