I Am Never Merry When

Cease To Lament For That Thou Canst Not Help; And Study Help For That Which Thou Lamentest.

Trust Not My Reading, Nor My Observations, Which With Experimental Seal Do Warrant The Tenor Of My Book.

Women Being The Weaker Vessels, Are Ever Thrust To The Walls.

Away, You Mouldy Rogue, Away!

Lovers Ever Run Before The Clock