The Prince Of Darkness Is A Gentleman!

The Time Of Universal Peace Is Near. Prove This A Prosp'rous Day, The Three-nooked World Shall Bear The Olive Freely.

Love Is Merely A Madness, And, I Tell You, Deserves As Well A Dark House And A Whip As Madmen Do.

Aand In The End, Having My Freedom, Boast Of Nothing Else But That I Was A Journeyman To Grief?

Me, Poor Man, My Library Was Dukedom Large Enough.

I Have A Soul Of Lead So Stakes Me To The Ground I Cannot Move.