All That Glisters Is Not Gold; Often

They Told Me I Was Everything. 'tis A Lie, I Am Not Ague-proof.

The Present Eye Praises The Present Object.

All Difficulties Are Easy When They Are Known.

This Is The Third Time; I Hope Good Luck Lies In Odd Numbers. Away; Go. They Say There Is Divinity In Odd Numbers, Either In Nativity, Chance, Or Death.

What Power Is It Which Mounts My Love So High, That Makes Me See, And Cannot Feed Mine Eye