The Morning Steals Upon The Night, Melting

Within The Book And Volume Of Thy Brain.

A Grandma's Name Is Little Less In Love Than Is The Doting Title Of A Mother.

What Time Hath Scanted Men In Hair, He Hath Given Them In Wit.

Haste Is Needful In A Desperate Case.

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.