With Mirth And Laughter Let Old Wrinkles

He's Truly Valiant That Can Wisely Suffer The Worst That Man Can Breathe, And Make His Wrongs His Outsides, To Wear Them Like His Raiment, Carelessly, And Ne'er Prefer His Injuries To His Heart, To Bring It Into Danger.

... I Am At War 'twixt Will And Will Not.

The Jury Passing On The Prisoner's Life May In The Sworn Twelve Have A Thief Or Two Guiltier Than Him They Try.

He That Is Strucken Blind Can Not Forget The Precious Treasure Of His Eyesight Lost.

To Sue To Live, I Find I Seek To Die; And, Seeking Death, Find Life: Let It Come On.