Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more read more

Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.

For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth
knowledge increaseth sorrow.

For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth
knowledge increaseth sorrow.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Love and a cough cannot be hid.

Rare is the union of beauty and modesty.

Rare is the union of beauty and modesty.

A far greater warfare lies hidden under this assumed peace.

A far greater warfare lies hidden under this assumed peace.

You cannot make a wind-mill goe with a paire of bellowes.

You cannot make a wind-mill goe with a paire of bellowes.

I'll have a fling.

I'll have a fling.

At dinner my man appeares.

At dinner my man appeares.

Why, then, do you walk as if you had swallowed a ramrod?

Why, then, do you walk as if you had swallowed a ramrod?