Evermore Thanks, The Exchequer Of The Poor

Covering Discretion With A Coat Of Folly.

The Rest, Is Silence.

I Am Now Of All Humors That Have Showed Themselves Humors Since The Old Days Of Goodman Adam To The Pupil Age Of This Present Twelve O'clock At Midnight.

Fit For The Mountains And The Barbarous Caves, Where Manners Ne'er Were Preached.

If Thou Dost Seek To Have What Thou Dost Hide, By Self-example Mayst Thou Be Denied.