I Wept Not — So

There's Not The Least Thing Can Be Said Or Done, But People Will Talk And Find Fault.

Pride, Envy, Avarice - These Are The Sparks Have Set On Fire The Hearts Of All Men.

Nature Is The Art Of God.

Here Let Dead Poetry Rise Once More To Life.

These Dwell Among The Blackest Souls,loaded Down Deep By Sins Of Differing Types.if You Sink Far Enough,you'll See Them All.