He That Is Truly Dedicated

No Visor Does Become Black Villainy So Well As Soft And Tender Flattery.

I Am A Jew. Hath Not A Jew Eyes? Hath Not A Jew Hands, Organs, Dimensions, Senses, Affections, Passions?

When Sorrows Come, They Come Not Single Spies, But In Battalions.

Many Dream Not To Find, Neither Deserve, And Yet Are Steeped In Favors.

Love Goes Toward Love As Schoolboys From Their Books, But Love From Love, Toward School With Heavy Looks.