Death Is A Fearful Thing.

Ambition's Debt Is Paid.

Do Not Swear By The Moon, For She Changes Constantly. Then Your Love Would Also Change.

Exit, Pursued By A Bear.

Keep Thy Foot Out Of Brothels, Thy Hand Out Of Plackets, Thy Pen From Lender's Books, And Defy The Foul Fiend.

The Very Instant I Saw You, Did My Heart Fly To Your Service; There Resides To Make Me Slave To It. ...mine Unworthiness, That Dare Not Offer What I Desire To Give, And Much Less Take What I Shall Die To Want.