Grief Best Is Pleased With Grief's Society.

I Cannot But Remember Such Things Were That Were Most Precious To Me.

What Freezings I Have Felt, What Dark Days Seen, What Old December's Bareness Everywhere!

There Is A Time In The Affairs Of Men, Which, Taken At The Flood, Leads On To Fortune.

Many A True Word Hath Been Spoken In Jest.

Use Every Man After His Desert, And Who Should Scape Whipping?