Tis No Dishonor When He Who Would

He Says No! In Thunder; But The Devil Himself Cannot Make Him Say Yes.

He Knows Himself, And All That's In Him, Who Knows Adversity.

Poor Fish Of Rodondo! In Your Victimized Confidence, You Are Of The Number Of Those Who Inconsiderately Trust, While They Do Not Understand, Human Nature.

Charity, Like Poetry, Should Be Cultivated, If Only For Its Being Graceful.

Let Faith Oust Fact; Let Fancy Oust Memory; I Look Deep Down And Do Believe.