When Your Armour Is On,

An Incurable Itch For Scribbling Takes Possession Of Many, And Grows Inveterate In Their Insane Breasts.

Be A Gentleman Farmer.

This Is My Wish, This Is My Command, My Pleasure Is My Reason

Savage Bears Agree With One Another.

A Hairy Body, And Arms Stiff With Bristles, Give Promise Of A Manly Soul.