The Apparel Oft Proclaims The Man.

Mirth Cannot Move A Soul In Agony.

This Is The Third Time; I Hope Good Luck Lies In Odd Numbers. Away; Go. They Say There Is Divinity In Odd Numbers, Either In Nativity, Chance, Or Death.

But Flies An Eagle Flight, Bold And Forth On, Leaving No Tract Behind.

To Hold, As 't Were, The Mirror Up To Nature.

They That Stand High Have Many Blasts To Shake Them.