Who Seeks, And Will Not Take, When

Throw Physic To The Dogs; I'll None Of It.

The Jury Passing On The Prisoner's Life May In The Sworn Twelve Have A Thief Or Two Guiltier Than Him They Try.

Jesu, Jesu, The Mad Days That I Have Spent! And To See How Many Of My Old Acquaintance Are Dead!

O! For A Muse Of Fire, That Would Ascend The Brightest Heaven Of Invention.

Things In Motion Sooner Catch The Eye Than What Not Stirs.