This Sanguine Coward, This Bed-presser, This Horseback-breaker,

I Stand For Judgment: Answer: Shall I Have It?

Wisely, I Say, I Am A Bachelor.

Omission To Do What Is Necessary Seals A Commission To A Blank Of Danger; And Danger, Like An Ague, Subtly Taints Even Then When We Sit Idly In The Sun.

Let Us Not Burden Our Remembrances With A Heaviness That's Gone.

I Do Beseech You- Though I Perchance Am Vicious In My Guess , That Your Wisdom Yet From One That So Imperfectly Conjects Would Take No Notice, Nor Build Yourself A Trouble Out Of His Scattering And Unsure Observance.