All the damnable degrees Of drinking have you staggered through.
That realm is never long in quiet, where the ruler is a soldier.
Imyself haveheard averygood jest, and havescornedto seem to have so sillya wit as to understand it.
Poor maids have more lovers than husbands.
How tedious is a guilty conscience!
I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.