1. But far more numerous was the herd of such,Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Absalom and Achitophel
2. Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls, must dive below.
All for Love
3. For you may palm upon us new for old:All, as they say, that glitters, is not gold.
The Hind And The Panther
4. I am sore wounded but not slainI will lay me down and bleed a whileAnd then rise up to fight again
5. Welcome, thou kind deceiver!Thou best of thieves: who, with an easy key,Dost open life, and, unperceived by us,Even steal us from ourselves.
All for Love
