All Authors To Their Own Defects Are

Not To Ask Is Not Be Denied.

My Hands Are Guilty, But My Heart Is Free.

The Glorious Lamp Of Heaven, The Radiant Sun, Is Nature's Eye.

Fortune's Unjust; She Ruins Oft The Brave, And Him Who Should Be Victor, Makes The Slave.

Love Works A Different Way In Different Minds, The Fool It Enlightens And The Wise It Blinds.