The Prize Of All Too Precious You.

Tax Not So Bad A Voice To Slander Music Any More Than Once.

Grief Hath Two Tongues; And Never Woman Yet Could Rule Them Both Without Ten Women's Wit.

O, Let Him Pass. He Hates Him That Would Upon The Rack Of This Tough World Stretch Him Out Longer.

Full Of Wise Saws And Modern Instances.

Security Is The Chief Enemy Of Mortals.