Anger's My Meat. I Sup

The Better Part Of Valor Is Discretion, In The Which Better Part I Have Saved My Life.

Ne'er Ask Me What Raiment I'll Wear, For I Have No More Doublets Than Backs, No More Stockings Than Legs, Nor No More Shoes Than Feet--nay, Sometime More Feet Than Shoes, Or Such Shoes As My Toes Look Through The Overleather.

And Do As Adversaries Do In Law, Strive Mightily, But Eat And Drink As Friends.

Had It Pleas'd Heaven To Try Me With Affliction * * * I Should Have Found In Some Place Of My Soul A Drop Of Patience.

Earth-treading Stars That Make Dark Heaven Light