I Will Speak Daggers To Her, But

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.

Like A Barber's Chair That Fits All Buttocks.

From This Day Forward Until The End Of The World...we In It Shall Be Remembered...we Band Of Brothers.

Though She Be But Little, She Is Fierce!

Let Us, Like Merchants, Show Our Foulest Wares, And Think Perchance They'll Sell; If Not, The Lustre Of The Better Yet To Show Shall Show The Better.