With Mirth And Laughter Let Old Wrinkles

I Cannot But Remember Such Things Were That Were Most Precious To Me.

The World Is Grown So Bad, That Wrens Make Prey Where Eagles Dare Not Perch.

Though I Be But Prince Of Wales, Yet I Am The King Of Courtesy.

Love Comforteth Like Sunshine After Rain, But Lust's Effect Is Tempest After Sun; Love's Gentle Spring Doth Always Fresh Remain, Lust's Winter Comes Ere Summer Half Be Done; Love Surfeits Not, Lust Like A Glutton Dies; Love Is All Truth, Lust Full Of Forged Lies.

Flout 'em, And Scout 'em; And Scout 'em, And Flout 'em; / Thought Is Free.