Many Can Brook The Weather That Love

Women Being The Weaker Vessels, Are Ever Thrust To The Walls.

The Law Hath Not Been Dead, Though It Hath Slept.

The Love Of Heaven Makes One Heavenly.

Two Lovely Berries Moulded On One Stem; So, With Two Seeming Bodies, But One Heart.

Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow,creeps In This Petty Pace From Day To Day