He That Loves Pleasure Must For Pleasure

Excess Of Wealth Is Cause Of Covetousness.

Strike Up The Drum And March Courageously.

All Places Are Alike, And Every Earth Is Fit For Burial.

Hell Strives With Grace For Conquest In My Breast. What Shall I Do To Shun The Snares Of Death?

Where Both Deliberate, The Love Is Slight: Who Ever Lov'd, That Lov'd Not At First Sight?