In Law, What Plea So

For Now I Stand As One Upon A Rock Environed With A Wilderness Of Sea, Who Marks The Waxing Tide Grow Wave By Wave, Expecting Ever When Some Envious Surge Will In His Brinish Bowels Swallow Him.

Would I Were Dead, If God's Good Will Were So, For What Is In This World But Grief And Woe?

She Is A Woman, Therefore To Be Won.

Honesty Is Not The Best Policy - Merely The Safest

My Heart Is Ever At Your Service.