But Clay And Clay Differs In Dignity,

I Cannot Do It Without Comp[u]ters.

After Your Death You Were Better Have A Bad Epitaph Than Their Ill Report While You Live.

Be Cheerful; Wipe Thine Eyes: Some Falls Are Means The Happier To Arise

There's Hope A Great Man's Memory May Outlive His Life Half A Year.

I'll Break My Staff, Bury It Certain Fathoms In The Earth, And Deeper Than Did Ever Plummet Sound, I'll Drown My Book!