Bid Me Discourse, I Will

Give Me A Staff Of Honor For Mine Age, But Not A Sceptre To Control The World.

Lord, Lord, How Subject We Old Men Are To This Vice Of Lying!

A Pox O’ Your Throat, You Bawling, Blasphemous, Incharitable Dog!

Maids Want Nothing But Husbands, And When They Have Them, They Want Everything.

The Good I Stand On Is My Truth And Honesty.