You Shall More Command With Years Than

Modest Wisdom Plucks Me From Over-credulous Haste.

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

So Loving To My Mother, That He Might Not Beteem The Winds Of Heaven, Visit Her Face' Too Roughly.

The Chameleon Love Can Feed On The Air

Thou Shalt Be Both The Plaintiff And The Judge Of Thine Own Cause.