A Fool's Wild Speech Confounds The Wise.

Never Was Flattery Lost On A Poet's Ear; A Simple Race, They Waste Their Toil For The Vain Tribute Of A Smile.

Time Rolls His Ceaseless Course.

But Woe Awaits A Country When She Sees The Tears Of Bearded Men.

Come One, Come All! This Rock Shall Fly From Its Firm Base, As Soon As I.

Revenge, The Sweetest Morsel To The Mouth That Ever Was Cooked In Hell.