O, Spirit Of Love, How Quick And

Ships Are But Boards, Sailors But Men.

You Are Thought Here To The Most Senseless And Fit Man For The Job.

Mend When Thou Canst; Be Better At Thy Leisure.

This Man, Lady, Hath Robb'd Many Beasts Of Their Particular Additions: He Is As Valiant As A Lion, Churlish As The Bear, Slow As The Elephant-a Man Into Whom Nature Hath So Crowded Humours That His Valour Is Crush'd Into Folly, His Folly Sauced With Discretion.

Travelers Never Did Lie, Though Fools At Home Condemn Them.