I Am Not Bound To Please Thee

Better A Little Chiding Than A Great Deal Of Heartbreak.

Thus We Play The Fool With The Time And The Spirits Of The Wise Sit In The Clouds And Mock Us.

Love Is Blind And Lovers Cannot See The Pretty Follies That Themselves Commit

Religious Canons, Civil Laws, Are Cruel; Then What Should War Be?

One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning, One Pain Is Lessen'd By Another's Anguish.