For Honesty Coupled To Beauty, Is To

O You Beast! I'll So Maul You And Your Toasting-iron, That You Shall Think The Devil Is Come From Hell.

I Know No Ways To Mince It In Love, But Directly To Say - I Love You

At This Hour Lie At My Mercy All Mine Enemies.

What, All So Soon Asleep! I Wish Mine Eyes Would, With Themselves, Shut Up My Thoughts.

War Is No Strife To The Dark House And The Detested Wife.