The Greatest Attribute Of Heaven

Bad's The Best Of Us.

Let No Man Fear To Die, We Love To Sleep All, And Death Is But The Sounder Sleep.

Honor's A Thing Too Subtle For Wisdom; If Honor Lie In Eating, He's Right Honorable.

My Virginity, That From My Childhood Kept Me Company, Is Heavier Than I Can Endure To Bear. Forgive Me, Cupid, For Thou Art God, And I A Wretched Creature: I Have Sinn'd; But Be Thou Merciful, And Grant That Yet I May Enjoy What Thou Wilt Have Me Love!

It Is More Noble By Silence To Avoid An Injury Than By Argument To Overcome It.