Justice Always Whirls In Equal Measure.

Love Denied Blights The Soul We Owe To God.

Beauty Itself Doth Of Itself Persuade The Eyes Of Men Without An Orator.

O England! Model To Thy Inward Greatness, Like Little Body With A Might Heart.

But I Am Constant As The Northern Star, Of Whose True Fixed And Resting Quality There Is No Fellow In The Firmament.

His Words Are Bonds, His Oaths Are Oracles; His Love Sincere, His Thoughts Immaculate; His Tears Pure Messengers Sent From His Heart; His Heart As Far From Fraud, As Heaven From Earth