Love's Fire Heats Water, Water Cools Not

A Ministering Angel Shall My Sister Be.

Then Will I Raise Aloft The Milk-white Rose. For Whose Sweet Smell The Air Shall Be Perfumed.

A Right Judgment Draws Us A Profit From All Things We See .

Can We Outrun The Heavens?

Perseverance, My Dear Lord. Keeps Honour Bright.