Passion Makes The Will Lord Of The

...vaulted With Such Ease Into His Seat, As If An Angel Dropp'd Down From The Clouds, To Turn And Wind A Fiery Pegasus, And Witch The World With Noble Horsemanship.

Nature Does Require Her Time Of Preservation, Which Perforce, I Her Frail Son Amongst My Brethren Mortal, Must Give My Attendance To.

Night's Candles Have Burned Out, And Jocund Day Stands Tiptoe On The Misty Mountaintops." Hope Tinged With Melancholy - Like Life.

The Day Shall Not Be Up So Soon As I, To Try The Fair Adventure Of Tomorrow.

They Told Me I Was Everything. 'tis A Lie, I Am Not Ague-proof.