Gold--what Can It Not Do, And Undo?

A Golden Mind Stoops Not To Shows Of Dross.

The Man That Hath No Music In Himself, Nor Is Not Moved With Concord Of Sweet Sounds, Is Fit For Treasons, Stratagems And Spoils.

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.

Swear Me, Kate, Like A Lady As Thou Art, A Good Mouth-filling Oath.

Dream On, Dream On, Of Bloody Deeds And Death.