A dead Bee maketh no Hony.

A dead Bee maketh no Hony.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

To love is a pleasure of youth, a sin in old age.

Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.

Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.

The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.

The dog that licks ashes, trust not with meale.

The open door tempts a saint.

The open door tempts a saint.

The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
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The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.

O these degenerate days!

O these degenerate days!

He who has once made himself notorious as utterly unprincipled,
is not credited even when he speaks the truth.

He who has once made himself notorious as utterly unprincipled,
is not credited even when he speaks the truth.

The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.

The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.