Let observation with extended observation observe extensively.
For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun.
A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange.