He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may read more

He that fights and runs away,
Will live to fight another day;
For he that runs may fight again,
Which he can never do that's slain.
Deeper to wound she shuns the fight;
She drops her arms, to gain the field:
Secures her conquest by her flight:
And triumphs when she seems to yield.

Fine dressing is a foule house swept before the doores.

Fine dressing is a foule house swept before the doores.

Love and dignity do not dwell together.

Love and dignity do not dwell together.

It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave
fault to speak of matters read more

It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave
fault to speak of matters on which we should be silent.

Conversation makes one what he is.

Conversation makes one what he is.

The sense of death is most in apprehension,
And the poor beetle that we tread upon
In read more

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.

One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.

One can ever assume to be what he is not, and to conceal what he
is.

There's always a shot in the locker.

There's always a shot in the locker.

In time the rod
Becomes more mocked than feared.

In time the rod
Becomes more mocked than feared.