Defer No Time, Delays Have Dangerous Ends.

'tis Not Enough To Help The Feeble Up, But To Support Them After.

What Our Contempts Do Often Hurl From Us, We Wish It Ours Again.

He Hath Eaten Me Out Of House And Home.

Manhood Is Melted Into Courtesies, Valor Into Compliment, And Men Are Only Turned Into Tongue, And Trim Ones, Too.

They Whose Guilt Within Their Bosom Lies, Imagine Every Eye Beholds Their Blame.