Away! Thou'rt Poison To My Blood.

Though I Look Old, Yet I Am Strong And Lusty; For In My Youth I Never Did Apply Hot And Rebellious Liquors In My Blood; And Did Not, With Unbashful Forehead, Woo The Means Of Weakness And Debility: Therefore My Age Is As A Lusty Winter, Frosty But Kindly.

Let's All Cry Peace, Freedom, And Liberty!

Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty.

By-and-by Is Easily Said.

No Visor Does Become Black Villainy So Well As Soft And Tender Flattery.