Love's Very Pain Is Sweet

A System Could Not Well Have Been Devised More Studiously Hostile To Human Happiness Than Marriage.

I Have Made My Bed In Charnels And On Coffins, Where Black Death Keeps Record Of The Trophies Won

But Hope Will Make Thee Young, For Hope And Youth Are Children Of One Mother, Even Love.

The Emptiness And Folly Of Retaliation Are Apparent From Every Example Which Can Be Brought Forward. Not Only Jesus Christ, But The Most Eminent Professors Of Every Sect Of Philosophy, Have Reasoned Against This Futile Superstition.

Poetry Is A Mirror Which Makes Beautiful That Which Is Distorted.