I Am Never Merry When I Hear

In Truth, Fair Montague, I Am Too Fond.

With Mirth And Laughter Let Old Wrinkles Come.

The Means That Heaven Yields Must Be Embraced, And Not Neglected; Else, If Heaven Would, And We Will Not Heaven's Offer, We Refuse The Proffered Means Of Succor And Redress.

Our Holy Lives Must Win A New World's Crown.

Life... Is A Paradise To What We Know Of Death.