'tis Pride That Pulls The Country Down.

Well, Heaven Forgive Him! And Forgive Us All! Some Rise By Sin, And Some By Virtue Fall: Some Run From Brakes Of Ice, And Answer None: And Some Condemned For A Fault Alone.

A Thousand Moral Paintings I Can Show That Shall Demonstrate These Quick Blows Of Fortune's More Pregnantly Than Words.

Light And Lust Are Deadly Enemies.

So Get The Start Of The Majestic World And Bear The Palm Alone.

For This Relief, Much Thanks