A Table-full Of Welcome!

Opinion's But A Fool, That Makes Us Scan The Outward Habit By The Inward Man.

I Profess Not Talking: Only This, Let Each Man Do His Best.

What The Vengeance, Could He Not Speak 'em Fair?

Ships Are But Boards, Sailors But Men; There Be Land-rats And Water-rats, Water-thieves And Land-thieves, I Mean Pirates, And Thenthere Is The Peril Of Waters, Winds, And Rocks.

O Hell! To Choose Love With Another's Eye.