What Is There More Kindly Than The

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

You Have Been Trapped In The Inescapable Net Of Ruin By Your Own Want Of Sense.

For In The Voyage Of The Heart, There Is A Freight Of Hatred, And The Wind Of Wrath Blows Shrill.

From A Just Fraud God Turneth Not Away.

Married Love Between Man And Woman Is Bigger Than Oaths Guarded By Right Of Nature.