We Will Meet; And There We May

Tis No Sin For A Man To Labor In His Vocation.

Security Is The Chief Enemy Of Mortals.

The Moon Shines Bright. In Such A Night As This. When The Sweet Wind Did Gently Kiss The Trees And They Did Make No Noise, In Such A Night.

Though I Be But Prince Of Wales, Yet I Am The King Of Courtesy.

This Rudeness Is A Sauce To His Good Wit, Which Gives Men Stomach To Digest His Words With Better Appetite.