Wishers Were Ever Fools.

O Mischief, Thou Art Swift To Enter In The Thoughts Of Desperate Men!

O War! Thou Son Of Hell!

By Innocence I Swear, And By My Youth, I Have One Heart, One Bosom, And One Truth, And That No Woman Has, Nor Never None Shall Mistress Be Of It Save I Alone.

I Will Praise Any Man That Will Praise Me.

Life's Uncertain Voyage.