You shall more command with years than with your weapons.
As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying!
His neigh is like the bidding of a monarch, and his countenance enforces homage. He is indeed a horse.
And do as adversaries do in law, strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.