I See That The Fashion Wears Out

Poise The Cause In Justice's Equal Scales, Whose Beam Stands Sure, Whose Rightful Cause Prevails.

I'll Privily Away; I Love The People, But Do Not Like To Stage Me To Their Eyes; Though It Do Well, I Do Not Relish Well Their Loud Applause And Aves Vehement, Nor Do I Think The Man Of Safe Discretion That Does Not Affect It.

Take It In What Sense Thou Wilt.

Two May Keep Counsel Putting One Away!

The Let-alone Lies Not In Your Good Will.