Oh, That Way Madness Lies; Let Me

Then Is It Sin To Rush Into The Secret House Of Death. Ere Death Dare Come To Us?

There Is None But He Whose Being I Do Fear; And Under Him My Genius Is Rebuked, As It Is Said Mark Antony's Was By Caesar.

In Black Ink My Love May Still Shine Bright.

Your Hearts Are Mighty, Your Skins Are Whole.

Have You Not Heard It Said Full Oft, A Woman's Nay Doth Stand For Naught?