Mr. Doctor, That Loose Gown Becomes You

My Care Is Like My Shadow In The Sun, Follows Me Flying, Flies When I Pursue It, Stands And Lies By Me, Doth What I Have Done.

Who Seeketh Two Strings To One Bow, They May Shoot Strong, But Never Straight.

Young Heads Take Example Of The Ancient

I Have Never Been Able To Be So Allured By The Prospect Of Advantages Or So Terrified By Misfortunes, Swayed By Honours Or Fettered By Affection, Nay Not Even So Smitten By The Fear Of Death, As To Enter Upon Marriage.

I Cannot Find It In Me To Fear A Man Who Took Ten Years A Learning Of His Alphabet.