For Here, I Hope, Begins Our Lasting

My Business Was Great, And In Such A Case As Mine A Man May Strain Courtesy.

Tis Now The Very Witching Time Of Night, When Churchyards Yawn And Hell Itself Breathes Out Contagion To This World.

It Is That Fery Person For All The Orld, As Just As You Will Desire; And Seven Hundred Pounds Of Moneys, And Gold, And Silver, Is Her Grandsire Upon His Death's-bed-got Deliver To A Joyful Resurrections!

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None.

You Abilities Are Too Infant-like For Doing Much Alone.