What Passion Cannot Music Raise And Quell!

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth.

Bets At First Were Fool-traps, Where The Wise Like Spiders Lay In Ambush For The Flies.

A Man May Be Capable, As Jack Ketch's Wife Said Of His Servant, Of A Plain Piece Of Work, A Bare Hanging; But To Makea Malefactordiesweetly Was Only Belonging Toher Husband.

Better One Suffer Than A Nation Grieve.

If You Are For A Merry Jaunt, I Will Try, For Once, Who Can Foot It Farthest.