When A Man Has Married A Wifehe

The Naked Women's Body Is A Portion Of Eternity Too Great For The Eye Of Man.

Bring Me An Axe And Spade, Bring Me A Winding-sheet; When I My Grave Have Made Let Winds And Tempests Beat: Then Down I'll Lie As Cold As Clay. True Love Doth Pass Away!

He Who Has Suffered You To Impose On Him Knows You.

Mutual Forgiveness Of Each Vice. Such Are The Gates Of Paradise.

When Nations Grow Old The Arts Grow Cold And Commerce Settles On Every Tree