'Tis an old tale, and often told; But did my fate and wish agree, Ne'er had been read, in story old, Of maiden true betray'd for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me!

What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?

I am she, O most bucolical juvenal, under whose charge are placed the milky mothers of the herd.

For success, attitude is equally as important as ability.

Honour is a homicide and a bloodspiller, that gangs about making frays in the street; but Credit is a decent honest man, that sits at hame and makes the pat play.

A ruin should always be protected but never repaired - thus may we witness full the lingering legacies of the past.

Fair play is a jewel.