Let Greeks Be Greeks, And Women What

I Prize Thy Love More Than Whole Mines Of Gold Or All The Riches That The East Doth Hold.

Authority Without Wisdom Is Like A Heavy Ax Without An Edge -- Fitter To Bruise Than Polish.

My Age I Will Not Once Lament, / But Sing, My Time So Near Is Spent.

It Is Reported Of The Peacock That Priding Himself In His Gay Feathers He Ruffles Them Up; But Spying His Black Feet He Soon Lets Fall His Plumes. So He That Glories In His Gifts And Adornings Should Look Upon His Corruptions, And That Will Damp His High Thoughts.

If Ever Two Were One, Then Surely We. If Ever Man Were Loved By Wife, Then Thee.