Men From Children Nothing Differ.

I Can Counterfeit The Deep Tragedian; Speak And Look Back, And Pry On Every Side, Tremble And Start, At Wagging Of A Straw, Intending Deep Suspicion.

A Friend Should Bear His Friend's Infirmities.

The Robbed That Smiles, Steals Something From The Thief.

There's Not The Smallest Orb Which Thou Behold'st But In His Motion Like An Angel Sings.

Fight To The Last Gasp.