Let No Such Man Be Trusted.

A Young Man Married Is A Man That's Marred.

Ah, What A Sign It Is Of Evil Life, Where Death's Approach Is Seen So Terrible!

You Had Measured How Long A Fool You Were Upon The Ground.

So Long As Men Can Breathe, Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.

Conceal Me What I Am, And Be My Aid For Such Disguise As Haply Shall Become The Form Of My Intent.