All Pity Choked With Custom

Things In Motion Sooner Catch The Eye Than What Not Stirs.

And The More Pity That Great Folk Should Have Count'nance In This World To Drown Or Hang Themselves More Than Their Even-christen.

Love For Thy Love , And Hand For Hand I Give.

We Must Be Gentle Now We Are Gentlemen.

Wisely Weigh Our Sorrow With Our Comfort.