The Third Day Comes A Frost, A

A Loud Laugh Bespeaks A Vacant Mind!

There's Rosemary, That's For Remembrance. Pray You, Love, Remember.

When You Do Dance, I Wish You A Wave O' The Sea, That You Might Ever Do Nothing But That.

Death, As The Psalmist Saith, Is Certain To All, All Shall Die.

Men Must Learn Now With Pity To Dispense; For Policy Sits Above Conscience.