To Labour Is The Lot Of Man

Be Still My Heart; Thou Hast Known Worse Than This.

It's About Time Trees Were Good For Something, Instead Of Just Standing There Like Jerks!

A Little Child Born Yesterday A Thing On Mother's Milk And Kisses Fed.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.

Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes Half His Worth Away.