You Blocks, You Stones, You Worse Than

Lord, Lord, How Subject We Old Men Are To This Vice Of Lying!

In Struggling With Misfortunes Lies The True Proof Of Virtue.

I Am Sure, Though You Can Guess What Temperance Should Be, You Know Not What It Is.

A Table-full Of Welcome!

Man, Proud Man, Drest In A Little Brief Authority, Most Ignorant Of What He's Most Assur D, Glassy Essence, Like An Angry Ape, Plays Such Fantastic Tricks Before High Heaven, As Make The Angels Weep.