Desire Of Having Is The

The Band That Seems To Tie Their Friendship Together Will Be The Very Strangler Of Their Amity.

Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Deaths; The Valiant Never Taste Of Death But Once.

Indeed, Sir, He That Sleeps Feels Not The Toothache; But A Man That Were To Sleep Your Sleep, And A Hangman To Help Him To Bed, I Think He Would Change Places With His Officer; For Look You, Sir, You Know Not Which Way You Shall Go.

Sin Will Pluck On Sin.

If It Be Aught Toward The General Good, Set Honor In One Eye And Death I' Th' Other, And I Will Look On Both Indifferently; For Let The Gods So Speed Me As I Love The Name Of Honor More Than I Fear Death.