Company, Villainous Company, Hath Been The Spoil

The Bashful Virgin's Sidelong Looks Of Love, The Matron's Glance That Would Those Looks Reprove.

How Can Tyrants Safely Govern Home, Unless Abroad They Purchase Great Alliance.

I Do Know When The Blood Burns, How Prodigal The Soul Lends The Tongue Vows.

This Sanguine Coward, This Bed-presser, This Horseback-breaker, This Huge Hill Of Flesh!

I Speak Of Peace, While Covert Enmity Under The Smile Of Safety Wounds The World