There Is No Sin But Ignorance.

I Am Envy, Begotten Of A Chimney-sweeper And An Oyster-wife. I Cannot Read, And Therefore Wish All Books Were Burnt; I Am Lean With Seeing Others Eat - O That There Would Come A Famine Through All The World, That All Might Die, And I Live Alone; Then Thou Should'st See How Fat I Would Be! But Must Thou Sit And I Stand? Come Down, With A Vengeance!

Fornication: But That Was In Another Country; And Besides, The Wench Is Dead.

Make Me Immortal With A Kiss.

Goodness Is Beauty In The Best Estate.

That Perfect Bliss And Sole Felicity, The Sweet Fruition Of An Earthly Crown.