Who Can Be Wise, Amazed, Temperate And

Foul Cankering Rust The Hidden Treasure Frets, But Gold That's Put To Use More Gold Begets.

You Cannot, Sir, Take From Me Any Thing That I Will More Willingly Part Withal: Except My Life, Except My Life, Except My Life.

Affliction May One Day Smile Again; And Till Then, Sit Thee Down, Sorrow!.

When Fortune Means To Men Most Good, She Looks Upon Them With A Threatening Eye.

Upon His Royal Face There Is No Note How Dread An Army Hath Enrounded Him.