Blood Streams In Sacrifice; Yet Anguish Finds

Those Whom God Wishes To Destroy, He First Makes Mad.

O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through Life, And Find You At Last But A Shade.

If Your Life At Night Is Good, You Think You Have Everything; But, If In That Quarter Things Go Wrong, You Will Consider Your Best And Truest Interests Most Hateful.

High Honors Are Sweet To A Man's Heart, But Ever They Stand Close To The Brink Of Grief.

You Women Are All The Same, If Bed's All Right, You Think Everything Else Can Go To The Wind. But If There's Any Infringement Of Your Bed-rights, Then Fair Is Foul And All Hell's Let Loose.