I Am Ashes Where Once I Was

What Should I Have Known Or Written Had I Been A Quiet, Mercantile Politician Or A Lord In Waiting? A Man Must Travel, And Turmoil, Or There Is No Existence.

He Who Is Only Just Is Cruel; Who Upon The Earth Would Live Were All Judged Justly?

You Should Have A Softer Pillow Than My Heart.

The Drying Up A Single Tear Has More, Of Honest Fame, Than Shedding Seas Of Gore.

A Timid Mind Is Apt To Mistake Every Scratch For A Mortal Wound.