On Pain Of Death, No Person Be

Thou Art As Wise As Thou Art Beautiful

Whose Heart The Accustom'd Sight Of Death Makes Hard.

He That Is Robbed, Not Wanting What Is Stolen, Him Not Know T, And He's Not Robbed At All.

That Which Ordinary Men Are Fit For, I Am Qualified In. And The Best Of Me Is Diligence.

He Was A Man, Take Him For All In All, I Shall Not Look Upon His Like Again.