It Is A Wise Father

Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil Of Me.

Fair, Kind, And True, Have Often Lived Alone.

Now He'll Outstare The Lightning. To Be Furious Is To Be Frightened Out Of Fear.

Say She Rail; Why, I'll Tell Her Plain She Sings As Sweetly As A Nightingale. Say That She Frown; I'll Say She Looks As Clear As Morning Roses Newly Wash'd With Dew. Say She Be Mute And Will Not Speak A Word; Then I'll Commend Her Volubility, And Say She Uttereth Piercing Eloquence.

That's A Valiant Flea That Dares Eat His Breakfast On The Lip Of A Lion.