Slander Is A Shipwrack By A Dry

A Garden Must Be Looked Unto And Dressed As The Body.

No Love Is Foule, Nor Prison Fair.

Some Men Plant An Opinion They Seem To Erradicate.

The Sundaies Of Man's Life, Thredded Together On Time's String, Make Bracelets To Adorn The Wife Of The Eternal, Glorious King. On Sunday Heaven's Gates Stand Ope; Blessings Are Plentiful And Rife. More Plentiful Than Hope.

Curtesie On One Side Only Lasts Not Long.