Truly Thou Art Damned, Like An Ill-roasted

What My Tongue Dares Not That My Heart Shall Say

I See That The Fashion Wears Out More Apparel Than The Man.

How Can Tyrants Safely Govern Home, Unless Abroad They Purchase Great Alliance.

Violent Fires Soon Burn Out Themselves, Small Showers Last Long, But Sudden Storms Are Short; He Tires Betimes That Spurs Too Fast.

Omission To Do What Is Necessary Seals A Commission To A Blank Of Danger; And Danger, Like An Ague, Subtly Taints Even Then When We Sit Idly In The Sun.