Long Pains, With Use Of

Ye Moon And Stars, Bear Witness To The Truth.

For They Can Conquer Who Believe They Can.

Moderate Sorrow Fits Vulgar Love, And For A Vulgar Man: But I Have Lov'd With Such Transcendent Passion, I Soar'd, At First, Quite Out Of Reason's View, And Now Am Lost Above It.

Pleasure Never Comes Sincere To Man; But Lent By Heaven Upon Hard Usury.

None But The Brave Deserve The Fair.