In Other Men We Faults

One Of The Greatest Tragedies Of Life Is The Murder Of A Beautiful Theory By A Gang Of Brutal Facts.

After Three Days Men Grow Weary, Of A Wench, A Guest, And Weather Rainy.

Blame-all And Praise-all Are Two Blockheads.

He'll Cheat Without Scruple, Who Can Without Fear.

And Where Is The Prince Who Can Afford To So Cover His Country With Troops For Its Defense, As That Ten Thousand Men Descending From The Clouds, Might Not In Many Places Do An Infinite Deal Of Mischief, Before A Force Could Be Brought Together To Repel Them?