And When A Woman's Will Is As

It's Well Known There's Always Two Sides, If No More.

And When A Woman's Will Is As Strong As The Man's Who Wants To Govern Her, Half Her Strength Must Be Concealment.

There Is A Mercy Which Is Weakness, And Even Treason Against The Common Good.

It Must Be Sad To Outlive Aught We Love.

When One Is Grateful For Something Too Good For Common Thanks, Writing Is Less Unsatisfactory Than Speech-one Does Not, At Least, Hear How Inadequate The Words Are.