Mystery Has Great Charms For Womanhood.

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

Look At A Gown Of Gold, And You Will At Least Get A Sleeve Of It.

Silence, Maiden; Thy Tongue Outruns Thy Discretion.

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

Love, To Her Ear, Was But A Name, Combin'd With Vanity And Shame; Her Hopes, Her Fears, Her Joys, Were All Bounded Within The Cloister Wall.