If There Is A Good Will, There

O Powerful Love, That In Some Respects Makes A Beast A Man, In Some Other, A Man A Beast.

And His Unkindness May Defeat My Life, But Never Taint My Love.

Away, You Trifler! Love! I Love Thee Not, I Care Not For Thee, Kate: This Is No World To Play With Mammets And To Tilt With Lips: We Must Have Bloody Noses And Cracked Crowns.

One Pain Is Cured By Another. Catch Some New Infection In Your Eye And The Poison Of The Old One Would Die.

In Thy Foul Throat Thou Liest.