While We Lie Tumbling In The Hay.

O, She Misused Me Past The Endurance Of A Block.

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.

To Set A Gloss On Faint Deeds, Hollow Welcomes, Recanting Goodness, Sorry Ere 'tis Shown; But Where There Is True Friendship, There Needs None.

Thou Whoreson Zed! Thou Unnecessary Letter! My Lord, If You Will Give Me Leave, I Will Tread This Unbolted Villain Into Mortar, And Daub The Wall Of A Jakes With Him. *all Cheer For Shakespearean Insults*

Why, Courage Then! What Cannot Be Avoided 'twere Childish Weakness To Lament Or Fear.