In Right And Service To Their Noble

'tis Thought The King Is Dead; We Will Not Stay. The Bay Trees In Our Country Are All Wither'd.

The Object Of Art Is To Give Life A Shape.

Who Finds The Heifer Dead And Bleeding Fresh And Sees Fast-by A Butcher With An Axe, But Will Suspect 'twas He That Made The Slaughter?

When The Mind's Free, The Body's Delicate.

[marriage Is] A World-without-end Bargain.