Report Me And My Cause Aright.

My Business Was Great, And In Such A Case As Mine A Man May Strain Courtesy.

For Thou Hast Given Me In This Beauteous Face A World Of Earthly Blessings To My Soul, If Sympathy Of Love Unite Our Thoughts.

Grief Makes One Hour Ten.

And Keep You In The Rear Of Your Affection, Out Of The Shot And Danger Of Desire, The Chariest Maid Is Prodigal Enough If She Unmasks Her Beauty To The Moon.

The Tongues Of Mocking Wenches Are As Keen As Is The Razor's Edge Invisible.