A Very Little Thief Of Occasion Will

The Appurtenance Of Welcome Is Fashion And Ceremony.

How Hard It Is For Women To Keep Counsel!

World, World, O World! But That Thy Strange Mutations Make Us Hate Thee/ Life Would Not Yield To Age.

Those, That With Haste Will Make A Mighty Fire, Begin It With Weak Straws.

The Moon's An Arrant Thief, And Her Pale Fire She Snatches From The Sun.