You Undergo Too Strict A Paradox, Striving

This Is The Short And The Long Of It.

As A Walled Town Is More Worthier Than A Village, So Is The Forehead Of A Married Man More Honorable Than The Bare Brow Of A Bachelor.

I Am Not Merry, But I Do Beguile The Thing I Am By Seeming Otherwise.

I Am Indeed, Sir, A Surgeon To Old Shoes; When They Are In Great Danger I Recover Them.

That In The Captains But A Choleric Word Which In The Soldier Is Flat Blasphemy.