Frailty, Thy Name Is Woman!

Beggar That I Am, I Am Even Poor In Thanks

A Woman That Is Like A German Clock, Still A-repairing, Ever Out Of Frame, And Never Going Aright, Being A Watch, But Being Watched That It May Still Go Right!

I Feel Within Me A Peace Above All Earthly Dignities, A Still And Quiet Conscience.

A Beggar's Book Outworths A Noble's Blood.

I Have Very Poor And Unhappy Brains For Drinking.