A Readiness To Resent Injuries Is A

Date Not The Life Which Thou Hast Run By The Mean Of Reckoning Of The Hours And Days, Which Though Hast Breathed: A Life Spent Worthily Should Be Measured By A Nobler Line, - By Deeds, Not Years.

I Ne'er Could Any Lustre See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me; I Ne'er Saw Nectar On A Lip But Where My Own Did Hope To Sip.

If The Thought Is Slow To Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Encourages It; And When It Does Come, A Glass Of Good Wine Rewards It.

Tale-bearers Are As Bad As The Tale-makers.

He Is The Very Pineapple Of Politeness.