War Is The Trade Of Kings.

Her Wit Was More Than Man, Her Innocence A Child.

Secret Guilt Is By Silence Revealed.

Pains Of Love Be Sweeter Far Than All Other Pleasures Are.

Our Vows Are Heard Betimes! And Heaven Takes Care To Grant, Before We Can Conclude The Prayer: Preventing Angels Met It Half The Way, And Sent Us Back To Praise, Who Came To Pray.

Even Kings But Play; And When Their Part Is Done, Some Other, Worse Or Better, Mounts The Throne.