Free From Gross Passion Or Of Mirth

Having My Freedom, Boast Of Nothing Else.

Winter, Which, Being Full Of Care, Makes Summer's Welcome Thrice More Wish'd, More Rare.

Words Spoken Can Not Be Recalled So Think Twice Before You Speak.

I Have Heard Of Some Kind Of Men That Put Quarrels Purposely On Others, To Taste Their Valor.

Who Riseth From A Feast With That Keen Appetite That He Sits Down?