Nature Does Require Her Times Of Preservation.

If They Love They Know Not Why, They Hate Upon No Better Ground, They Hate Upon No Better A Ground

Thou Sodden-witted Lord! Thou Hast No More Brain Than I Have In Mine Elbows.

Love Is The Greatest Of Dreams, Yet The Worst Of Nightmares.

Those Friends Thou Hast, And Their Adoption Tried, Grapple Them To Thy Soul With Hoops Of Steel; But Do Not Dull Thy Palm With Entertainment Of Each New-hatch'd, Unfledg'd Comrade.

Thy Friendship Makes Us Fresh.