The Arrows Are From Her Dowry.

There Will He Nothing More That Posterity Can Add To Our Immoral Habits; Our Descendants Must Have The Same Desires And Act The Same Follies As Their Sires. Every Vice Has Reached Its Zenith.

Honesty's Praised, Then Left To Freeze.

An Undying Hatred, And A Wound Never To Be Healed.

A Rare Bird Upon The Earth And Very Much Like A Black Swan.

Wisdom Overcomes Fortune.