To Go To Bed After Midnight Is

He Says, He Loves My Daughter; I Think So Too; For Never Gaz'd The Moon Upon The Water, As He'll Stand And Read, As 'twere, My Daughter's Eyes: And, To Be Plain, I Think, There Is Not Half A Kiss To Choose, Who Loves Another Best.

Absence From Those We Love Is Self From Self - A Deadly Banishment.

He That Is Truly Dedicated To War Hath No Self-love

Some Kinds Of Baseness Are Nobly Undergone.

There's Place And Means For Every Man Alive.