A Cup Of Hot Wine With Not

I Am The Prince Of Wales; And Think Not, Percy, To Share With Me In Glory Any More: Two Stars Keep Not Their Motion In One Sphere.

What Cannot Be Saved When Fate Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes

Our Doubts Are Traitors And Make Us Lose The Good We Oft Might Win By Fearing To Attempt.

I Hate Ingratitude More In A Man Than Lying, Vainness, Babbling, Drunkenness, Or Any Taint Of Vice Whose Strong Corruption Inhabits Our Frail Blood".

Let Every Man Be Master Of His Time.