You Will Never Age For Me, Nor

No Man Means Evil But The Devil, And We Shall Know Him By His Horns.

What My Tongue Dares Not That My Heart Shall Say

Look On Beauty, And You Shall See 'tis Purchased By The Weight, Which Therein Works A Miracle In Nature, Making Them Lightest That Wear Most Of It.

Angels And Ministers Of Grace Defend Us.

A Kind Of Excellent Dumb Discourse.