Love's Best Habit Is A Soothing Tongue

Let Not Our Babbling Dreams Affright Our Souls; Conscience Is But A Work That Cowards Use, Devised At First To Keep The Strong In Awe: Our Strong Arms Be Our Conscience, Swords Our Law!

France Is A Dog-hole, And It No More Merits The Tread Of A Man's Foot.

In Right And Service To Their Noble Country.

O, What A Goodly Outside Falsehood Hath!

Men Have Marble, Women Waxen, Minds.