You Speak An Infinite Deal Of Nothing.

I Cannot Do It Without Comp[u]ters.

We Must Not Make A Scarecrow Of The Law, Setting It Up To Fear The Birds Of Prey, And Let It Keep One Shape Till Custom Make It Their Perch, And Not Their Terror.

Cold Indeed, And Labor Lost: Then Farewell Heat, And Welcome Frost!

A Victory Is Twice Itself When The Achiever Brings Home Full Numbers.

For My Part, I May Speak It To My Shame, I Have A Truant Been To Chivalry; And So I Hear He Doth Account Me Too.