You must lie upon the daisies and discourse in novel phrases of complicated state of mind. The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
Wherever valor true is found, true modesty will there abound.
I always voted at my party's call, and I never thought of thinking for myself at all.
He led his regiment from behind. He found it less exciting.
To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.