Do Not Plunge Thyself Too Far In

Ten Masts Make Not The Altitude Which Thou Hast Perpendicularly Fell. Thy Life's A Miracle.

Confess Yourself To Heaven, Repent What's Past, Avoid What Is To Come, And Do Not Spread The Compost On The Weeds To Make Them Ranker.

Nothing 'gainst Times Scythe Can Make Defence.

A Stirring Dwarf We Do Allowance Give Before A Sleeping Giant.

Cry Havoc And Let Slip The Dogs Of War!