There's Nothing That Allays An Angry Mind

Oh, Love Will Make A Dog Howl In Rhyme.

Those Have Most Power To Hurt Us, That We Love.

Who Doubting Tyranny, And Fainting Under Fortune's False Lottery, Desperately Run To Death, For Dread Of Death; That Soul's Most Stout, That, Bearing All Mischance, Dares Last It Out.

It Is A Word That's Quickly Spoken, Which Being Unrestrained, A Heart Is Broken

As Men Do Walk A Mile, Women Should Talk An Hour, After Supper. 'tis Their Exercise.