An Habitation Giddy And Unsure Hath He

What Cannot Be Saved When Fate Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes

He Hath Not Eat Paper, As It Were; He Hath Not Drunk Ink; His Intellect Is Not Replenished; He Is Only An Animal, Only Sensible In The Duller Parts. (shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, Iv)

How Can Tyrants Safely Govern Home, Unless Abroad They Purchase Great Alliance.

Upon His Royal Face There Is No Note How Dread An Army Hath Enrounded Him.

Nay, I Am The Very Pink Of Courtesy.