Nor For My Peace Will I Go

Queen And Huntress, Chaste And Fair Now The Sun Is Laid To Sleep, Seated In Thy Silver Chair, State In Wonted Manner Keep: Hesperus Entreats Thy Light Goddess, Excellently Bright.

He That Would Have His Virtue Published, Is Not The Servant Of Virtue, But Glory.

We Are Persons Of Quality, I Assure You, And Women Of Fashion, And Come To See And To Be Seen.

He That Departs With His Own Honesty For Vulgar , Doth It Too Dearly Buy.

Passions Are Spiritual Rebels And Raise Sedition Against The Understanding.