A Politician... One That Would Circumvent God.

O Excellent! I Love Long Life Better Than Figs.

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

For Never Was A Story Of More Woe Than This Of Juliet And Her Romeo.

Thus Did I Keep My Person Fresh And New, My Presence, Like A Robe Pontifical, Ne'er Seen But Wondered At, And So My State, Seldom But Sumptuous, Showed Like A Feast.

'twas Merry When You Wagered On Your Angling, When Your Diver Did Hang A Salt Fish On His Hook, Which He With Fervency Drew Up.