Who Are The Violets Now That Strew

The Tongues Of Mocking Wenches Are As Keen As Is The Razor's Edge Invisible.

Hang Him, Swaggering Rascal!

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.

Fair Is Foul, And Foul Is Fair, Hover Through Fog And Filthy Air.

Get Thee A Good Husband, And Use Him As He Uses Thee.