Hardness Ever Of Hardness Is Mother.

Tis The Mind That Makes The Body Rich.

Once More Unto The Breach, Dear Friends, Once More; Or Close The Wall Up With Our English Dead! In Peace There's Nothing So Becomes A Man As Modest Stillness And Humility: But When The Blast Of War Blows In Our Ears, Then Imitate The Action Of The Tiger.

There Live Not Three Good Men Unhanged In England; And One Of Them Is Fat And Grows Old.

Lay Not That Flattering Unction To Your Soul, That Not Your Trespass But My Madness Speaks.

As There Comes Light From Heaven And Words From Breath, As There Is Sense In Truth And Truth In Virtue