Whether Goest, Griefe? Where I

Who Eates The Kings Goose Uoydes The Feathers An Hundred Years After. [who Eats The King's Goose Voids The Feathers A Hundred Years After.]

There's No Such Conquering Weapon As The Necessity Of Conquering.

No Naked Man Is Sought After To Be Rifled.

Fooles Give To Please All But Their Owne.

What One Day Gives Us, Another Takes Away From Us. [what One Day Gives, Another Takes Away From Us.]