A Horse, A Horse, My Kingdom For

Memory, The Warder Of The Brain.

Most Dangerous Is That Temptation That Doth Goad Us On To Sin In Loving Virtue.

There Is No Slander In An Allowed Fool, Though He Do Nothing But Rail.

The Sun With One Eye Vieweth All The World.

With Love's Light Wings Did I O'er-perch These Walls, For Stony Limits Cannot Hold Love Out