A Golden Mind Stoops Not

Some Men There Are Love Not A Gaping Pig, Some That Are Mad If They Behold A Cat, And Others When The Bagpipe Sings I The Nose Cannot Contain Their Urine.

Away! Thou'rt Poison To My Blood.

Fore God, You Have Here A Goodly Dwelling And A Rich.

This Day I Breathed First: Time Is Come Round, And Where I Did Begin There Shall I End; My Life Is Run His Compass.

For By His Face Straight Shall You Know His Heart.