A Woman's Fitness Comes By Fits.

Ever Note, Lucilius, When Love Begins To Sicken And Decay It Useth An Enforced Ceremony. There Are No Tricks In Plain And Simple Faith; But Hollow Men, Like Horses Hot At Hand, Make Gallant Show And Promise Of Their Mettle; But When They Should Endure The Bloody Spur, They Fall Their Crests, And Like Deceitful Jades Sink In The Trial.

Let's All Cry Peace, Freedom, And Liberty!

We Fail! But Screw Your Courage To The Sticking-place, And We'll Not Fail.

It Is Not Enough To Speak, But To Speak Truee

Love Will Not Be Spurred To What It Loathes