Be Strong, Live Happy And

But O Yet More Miserable! Myself My Sepulchre, A Moving Grave.

His Form Had Yet Not Lost All Her Original Brightness, Nor Appear'd Less Than Archangel Ruin'd, And Th' Excess Of Glory Obscur'd.

Lords Are Lordliest In Their Wine.

Hail Universal Lord, Be Bounteous Still To Give Us Only Good; And If The Night Have Gathered Aught Of Evil Or Concealed, Disperse It, As Now Light Dispels The Dark.

In God's Intention, A Meet And Happy Conversation Is The Chiefest And Noblest End Of Marriage.