The absent partie is still faultie.

The absent partie is still faultie.

Women laugh when they can, and weepe when they will.

Women laugh when they can, and weepe when they will.

The itch of disputing is the scab of the Church.

The itch of disputing is the scab of the Church.

Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?

Who could tell such a story with dry eyes?

We may escape misfortune for a while, but the evil day will come.

We may escape misfortune for a while, but the evil day will come.

Let the dead bury their dead.

Let the dead bury their dead.

Hit the nail on the head.

Hit the nail on the head.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.

The spirits run riot in youth.

The spirits run riot in youth.