Give Every Man Thy Ear, But Few

Think'st Thou It Honourable For A Noble Man Still To Remember Wrongs?

Time's The King Of Men; He's Both Their Parent, And He Is Their Grave, And Gives Them What He Will, Not What They Crave.

A Little More Than Kin, And Less Than Kind.

O Heresy In Fair, Fit For These Days, A Giving Hand, Though Foul, Shall Have Fair Praise.

Who Riseth From A Feast With That Keen Appetite That He Sits Down?