Fate Hath No Voice But The Heart's

The Moor Has Done His Work, The Moor May Go.

Cowards Have Done Good And Kind Actions, But A Coward Never Pardoned.

What's Old Collapses, Times Change, And New Life Blossoms In The Ruins.

It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas As They Pour In.

To Rankling Poison Hast Thou Turned In Me The Milk Of Human Kindness.