Jealousy's Eyes Are Green.

To Hope Till Hope Creates From Its Own Wreck The Thing It Contemplates.

I Love Tranquil Solitude And Such Society As Is Quiet, Wise, And Good.

Can Man Be Free If Woman Be A Slave?

No More Let Life Divide What Death Can Join Together.

Love Withers Under Constraints: Its Very Essence Is Liberty: It Is Compatible Neither With Obedience, Jealousy, Nor Fear.