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A Lover's Eyes Will Gaze An Eagle Blind.

Besides, They Are Our Outward Consciences, And Preachers To Us All, Admonishing That We Should Drew Us Fairly For Our End.

A Grandma's Name Is Little Less In Love Than Is The Doting Title Of A Mother.

Thy Words, I Grant Are Bigger, For I Wear Not, My Dagger In My Mouth.

If Circumstances Lead Me, I Will Find Where Truth Is Hid, Though It Were Hid Indeed Within The Centre.