I Drink To The General Joy O’

No Place Indeed Should Murder Sanctuarize; Revenge Should Have No Bounds.

Two Lovely Berries Moulded On One Stem; So, With Two Seeming Bodies, But One Heart.

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.

Were't Not For Laughing, I Should Pity Him.

How Long A Time Lies In One Little Word?