When Words Are Scarce They Are Seldom

Is This A Dagger Which I See Before Me, The Handle Toward My Hand?

I Am Not Bound To Please Thee With My Answer.

For Where Is Any Author In The World Teaches Such Beauty As A Woman's Eye?

How Far That Little Candle Throws Its Beams! So Shines A Good Deed In A Naughty World.

For Oaths Are Straws, Men's Faiths Are Wafer-cakes, And Hold-fast Is The Only Dog.