We Will Have Rings And Things And

He Jests At Scars That Never Felt A Wound.

I Have Been Studying How I May Compare This Prison Where I Live Unto The World; And, For Because The World Is Populous, And Here Is Not A Creature But Myself, I Cannot Do It. Yet I'll Hammer It Out.

Tis The Mind That Makes The Body Rich.

One Sin Another Doth Provoke.

So Distribution Should Undo Excess, And Each Man Have Enough.