Yon Grey Lines That Fret The Clouds

O Coward Conscience, How Dost Thou Afflict Me!

Fools Are As Like Husbands As Pilchards Are To Herrings, The Husband's The Bigger.

Preferred Three Hours Quicker Over One Moment Late.

An Habitation Giddy And Unsure Hath He That Buildeth On The Vulgar Heart.

This Sleep Is Sound Indeed; This Is A Sleep That From This Golden Rigol Hath Divorc'd So Many English Kings.