A Sad Tale's Best For Winter. I

Words To Deeds Cold Breath Gives.

The Expedition Of My Violent Love Outrun The Pauser, Reason.

But O, How Bitter A Thing It Is To Look Into Happiness Through Another Man's Eyes.

There Is No Slander In An Allowed Fool, Though He Do Nothing But Rail.

Time's Glory Is To Command Contending Kings, To Unmask Falsehood, And Bring Truth To Light.