A Hand As Fruitful As The Land

The Cat Will Mew, And Dog Will Have His Day.

If I Be Waspish, Best Beware My Sting.

The Jury Passing On The Prisoner's Life May In The Sworn Twelve Have A Thief Or Two Guiltier Than Him They Try.

And All This Day An Unaccustomed Spirit Lifts Me Above The Ground With Cheerful Thoughts.

I Must To The Barber's, Monsieur, For Methinks I Am Marvellous Hairy About The Face.