I Thought My Heart Had Been Wounded

To This Urn Let Those Repair That Are Either True Or Fair; For These Dead Birds Sigh A Prayer.

Love Is The Greatest Of Dreams, Yet The Worst Of Nightmares.

For Man Is A Giddy Thing, And This Is My Conclusion.

They That Stand High Have Many Blasts To Shake Them.

There Is A Law In Each Well-ordered Nation To Curb Those Raging Appetites That Are Most Disobedient And Refractory.