In Naked Beauty Most Adorned.

License They Mean When They Cry Liberty; For Who Loves That, Must First Be Wise And Good.

For To Interpose A Little Ease, Let Our Frail Thoughts Dally With False Surmise.

Assuredly We Bring Not Innocence Not The World, We Bring Impurity Much Rather: That Which Purifies Us Is Trial, And Trial Is By What Is Contrary.

Wherefore Did He [god] Create Passions Within Us, Pleasures Round About Us, But That These Rightly Tempered Are The Very Ingredients Of Virtue?

Virtue That Wavers Is Not Virtue.