Nothing can seem foul to those who win.
Tis the mind that makes the body rich.
He is winding the watch of his wit; by and by it will strike.
For my own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men.
Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? And the creature run from the cur. There thou mightst behold the great image of authority-a dog's obeyed in office.
My hands are of your color, but I shame to wear a heart so white.