A Happy Ending Cannot Come In The

I Will Be Master Of What Is Mine Own: She Is My Goods, My Chattels; She Is My House, My Household Stuff, My Field, My Barn, My Horse, My Ox, My Ass, My Any Thing.

Rich Gifts Wax Poor When Givers Prove Unkind.

Faults That Are Rich Are Fair.

Honest Plain Words Best Pierce The Ear Of Grief.

Thou Art Sad; Get Thee A Wife, Get Thee A Wife!