Many Can Brook The Weather That Love

This Senior-junior, Giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; Regent Of Love-rhymes, Lord Of Folded Arms, The Anointed Sovereign Of Sighs And Groans, Liege Of All Loiterers And Malcontents.

The Will Of Man Is By His Reason Sway'd.

Conscience Is But A Word That Cowards Use, Devised At First To Keep The Strong In Awe

When Workmen Strive To Do Better Than Well, They Do Confound Their Skill In Covetousness.

Of All The Flowers, Me Thinks A Rose Is Best.