Possess Your Soul With Patience.

Among Our Crimes Oblivion May Be Set.

Kings Fight For Empires, Madmen For Applause.

A Woman's Counsel Brought Us First To Woe, And Made Her Man His Paradise Forego, Where At Heart's Ease He Liv'd; And Might Have Been As Free From Sorrow As He Was From Sin.

To Draw True Beauty Shows A Master's Hand.

Dreams Are But Interludes That Fancy Makes... Sometimes Forgotten Things, Long Cast Behind Rush Forward In The Brain, And Come To Mind.