Be A Gentleman Farmer.

There's A Lust In Man, No Charm Can Tame, Of Loudly Publishing Our Neighbor's Shame.

For Women's Tears Are But The Sweat Of Eyes.

I Will Have This Done, So I Order It Done; Let My Will Replace Reasoned Judgement.

The Fisherman Could Perhaps Be Bought For Less Than The Fish.

Drooping Along The Ground The Vine Misses Its Widowed Elm.