If Passion Rules, How Weak

Home Is The Sacred Refuge Of Our Life.

An Ugly Woman In A Rich Habit Set Out With Jewels Nothing Can Become.

Swift Was The Race, But Short The Time To Run.

I Am Reading Jonson's Verses To The Memory Of Shakespeare; An Insolent, Sparing, And Invidious Panegyric.

Of All The Tyrannies On Human Kind The Worst Is That Which Persecutes The Mind.