I Must Have Women - There Is

Follow Love And It Will Flee, Flee Love And It Will Follow Thee.

Beasts Kill For Hunger, Men For Pay.

So Comes A Reck'ning When The Banquet's O'er, The Dreadful Reckn'ning, And Men Smile No More.

Shall Ignorance Of Good And Ill Dare To Direct The Eternal Will? Seek Virtue, And Of That Possest, To Providence Resign The Rest.

Breathe Soft, Ye Winds! Ye Waves, In Silence Sleep!