A policeman's lot is not a happy one
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.
All bayonets are bad.
Oh, wouldn't the world seem dull and flat with nothing whatever to grumble at?
Wherever valor true is found, true modesty will there abound.
A popular speaker, however unpopular and insignificant, has only to wind up his speech with half-a-dozen lines of Shakespeare (and to make it clearly understood that they are Shakespeare's) and he will sit down amid thunders of applause.