War Is No Strife To The Dark

Poor Wretches That Depend On Greatness' Favor, Dream As I Have Done; Wake, And Find Nothing.

"fair, Kind, And True" Is All My Argument, "fair, Kind, And True" Varying To Other Words; And In This Change Is My Invention Spent, Three Themes In One, Which Wondrous Scope Affords.

A Turn Or Two I'll Walk To Still My Beating Mind.

All Is Well Ended, If The Suit Be Won.

What's Done Can't Be Undone.