I Believe There Is One Supreme Most

Time Eateth All Things, Could Old Poets Say, The Times Are Chang'd, Our Times Drink All Away.

Interest Which Blinds Some People, Enlightens Others.

And Where Is The Prince Who Can Afford To So Cover His Country With Troops For Its Defense, As That Ten Thousand Men Descending From The Clouds, Might Not In Many Places Do An Infinite Deal Of Mischief, Before A Force Could Be Brought Together To Repel Them?

Love, Cough, & A Smoke, Can't Well Be Hid.

Finding Myself To Exist In The World, I Believe I Shall, In Some Shape Or Other, Always Exist.