The Eagle Suffers Little Birds To Sing.

Grief Makes One Hour Ten.

Remuneration! O! That's The Latin Word For Three Farthings

If She Lives Till Doomsday, She'll Burn A Week Longer Than The Whole World.

I Crave Fit Disposition For My Wife; Due Reference Of Place, And Exhibition; With Such Accommodation, And Besort, As Levels With Her Breeding.

O Madam, My Old Heart Is Cracked, It's Cracked!