There's No Such Conquering Weapon As The

Surely If Each One Saw Another's Heart, There Would Be No Commerce, No Sale Or Bargain Pass: All Would Disperse And Live Apart.

The Dark Grave, Which Knows All Secrets, Can Alone Reclaim The Fatal Doubt Once Cast On A Woman's Name.

The First Blow Is As Much As Two.

The Eye Will Have His Part.

Who Goes To Bed, And Doth Not Pray, Maketh Two Nights To Every Day!