An Undying Hatred, And A Wound Never

No One Rejoices More In Revenge Than Woman.

What Man Have You Ever Seen Who Was Contented With One Crime Only?

There's A Lust In Man, No Charm Can Tame, Of Loudly Publishing Our Neighbor's Shame.

The Tongue Is The Vile Slave's Vilest Part.

The Guilty Are Alarmed And Turn Pale At The Slightest Thunder.