Necessity And Chance Approach Not

Hell Has No Benefits, Only Torture.

So Much I Feel My Genial Spirits Droop, My Hopes All Flat, Nature Within Me Seems In Her Functions Weary Of Herself.

The Best Apology Against False Accusers Is Silence.

The Love-lorn Nightingale Nightly To Thee Her Sad Song Mourneth Well.

The Redundant Locks, Robustious To No Purpose, Clustering Down--vast Monument Of Strength.