Bid Me To Love, And I Will

Seldom Comes Glory Till A Man Be Dead.

In Ways To Greatness Think On This, That Slippery All Ambition Is

Roses At First Were White, Till Thy Co'd Not Agree, Whether My Sapho's Breast, Or They More White Sho'd Be.

Temptations Hurt Not, Though They Have Accesse; Satan O'ercomes None But By Willingnesse.

It Is An Active Flame That Fliesfirst To The Babies In The Eyes.