My Long Sickness Of Health

Love, Which Teacheth Me That Thou And I Am One

Good Morning To You, Fair And Gracious Daughter.

Can You Nominate In Order Now The Degrees Of The Lie? I Will Name You The Degrees. The First, The Retort Courteous; The Second, The Quip Modest; The Third, The Reply Churlish; The Fourth, The Reproof Valiant; The Fifth; The Countercheck Quarrelsome; The Sixth, The Lie With Circumstance; The Seventh, The Lie Direct. All These You May Avoid But The Lie Direct; And You May Avoid That Too, With An If. . . . Your If Is The Only Peace-maker; Much Virtue In If.

Who Are The Violets Now That Strew The Lap Of The New-come Spring?

O Villains, Vipers, Dogs, Easily Won To Fawn On Any Man!