As There Comes Light From Heaven And

Tax Not So Bad A Voice To Slander Music Any More Than Once.

When A Wise Man Gives Thee Better Counsel, Give Me Mine Again.

I Am Sir Oracle, And When I Ope My Lips, Let No Dog Bark.

If Her Breath Were As Terrible As Her Terminations, There Were No Living Near Her, She Would Infect To The North Star!

Moderate Lamentation Is The Right Of The Dead, Excessive Grief The Enemy To The Living.