A Man Can Die But

I Am Indeed Not Her Fool, But Her Corrupter Of Words. (act Iii, Sc. I, 37-38)

Give It An Understanding, But No Tongue.

Appetite, A Universal Wolf.

The Happiest Youth, Viewing His Progress Through, What Perils Past, What Crosses To Ensue, Would Shut The Book, And Sit Him Down And Die.

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