Justice Divine Mends Not Her

Where Shame Is, There Is Also Fear.

God Made Thee Perfect, Not Immutable.

O Conscience, Into What Abyss Of Fears And Horrors Hast Thou Driven Me, Out Of Which I Find No Way, From Deep To Deeper Plunged.

Virtue, Which Breaks Through Opposition And All Temptation Can Remove, Most Shines, And Most Is Acceptable Above.

Ladies, Whose Bright Eyes Rain Influence, And Judge The Prize.