Life's Uncertain Voyage.

Think'st Thou It Honourable For A Noble Man Still To Remember Wrongs?

It Is Not In The Stars To Hold Our Destiny But In Ourselves.

Care I For The Limb, The Thews, The Stature, Bulk, And Big Assemblance Of A Man! Give Me The Spirit.

The Tongues Of Dying Men Enforce Attention Like Deep Harmony.

For My Own Part, I Shall Be Glad To Learn Of Noble Men.