God Bless Thee; And Put Meekness In

One Fairer Than My Love? The All-seeing Sun Ne'er Saw Her Match Since First The World Begun.

Your Hearts Are Mighty, Your Skins Are Whole.

But 'tis Common Proof, That Lowliness Is Young Ambition's Ladder, Whereto The Climber-upward Turns His Face; But When He Once Attains The Upmost Round, He Then Turns His Back, Looks In The Clouds, Scorning The Vase Defrees By Which He Did Ascend.

He Was Not So Much Brain As Earwax

And Keep You In The Rear Of Your Affection, Out Of The Shot And Danger Of Desire, The Chariest Maid Is Prodigal Enough If She Unmasks Her Beauty To The Moon.