What Are You Doing Sister? / Killing

You Must Not Think That We Are Made Of Stuff So Fat And Dull That We Can Let Our Beard Be Shook With Danger And Think It Pastime.

I May Command Where I Adore.

That Which Hath Made Them Drunk Hath Made Me Bold; What Hath Quenched Them Hath Given Me Fire.

Fore God, You Have Here A Goodly Dwelling And A Rich.

Fortune Reigns In Gifts Of The World.