O, My Offence Is Rank, It Smells

If He Be So Resolved, I Can O'ersway Him; For He Loves To Hear That Unicorns May Be Betrayed With Trees And Bears With Glasses, Elephants With Holes, Lions With Toils, And Men With Flatterers

I Understand Thy Kisses, And Thou Mine, And That's A Feeling Disputation.

Dissembling Courtesy! How Fine This Tyrant Can Trickle When She Wounds!

Men That Hazard All Do It In Hope Of Fair Advantages: A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.

Headstrong Liberty Is Lashed With Woe.