Meat Eaten Without Either Mirth Or Music

Vengeance To God Alone Belongs; But, When I Think Of All My Wrongs My Blood Is Liquid Flame!

'tis An Old Tale, And Often Told; But Did My Fate And Wish Agree, Ne'er Had Been Read, In Story Old, Of Maiden True Betray'd For Gold, That Loved, Or Was Avenged, Like Me!

Without Courage There Cannot Be Truth, And Without Truth There Can Be No Other Virtue.

Land Of My Sires! What Mortal Hand Can E'er Untie The Filial Band That Knits Me To Thy Rugged Strand!

What I Have To Say Is Far More Important Than How Long My Eyelashes Are.