In Writing A Little Tragedy, 'the Gaol

There Is No Sin Coveting Things Are Of No Great Use Or Profit, But Would Show Out Good And Have Some Grandeur Around Them.

The Way Most People Fail Is In Not Keeping Up The Heart.

She Is A Girl Would Not Be Afraid To Walk The Whole World With Herself.

It Is What The Poets Of Ireland Used To Be Saying, That Every Brave Man, Good At Fighting, And Every Man That Could Do Great Deeds And Not Be Making Much Talk About Them, Was Of The Sons Of The Gael; And That Every Skilled Man That Had Music And That Did Enchantments Secretly, Was Of The Tuatha De Danaan.

From The Sons Of Ith, The First Of The Gael To Get His Death In Ireland, There Came In The After Time Fathadh Canaan, That Got The Sway Over The Whole World From The Rising To The Setting Sun, And That Took Hostages Of The Streams And The Birds And The Languages.