What Has Reason To Do

Death Is Terrible, Tho' Borne On Angels' Wings!

Sooner Strangle An Infant In Its Cradle Than Nurse Unacted Desires.

A Dog Starv'd At The Master's Gate Predicts The Ruin Of The State. A Horse Misus'd Upon The Road Calls To Heaven For Human Blood. Each Outcry Of The Hunted Hare A Fibre From The Brain Does Tear, A Skylark Wounded On The Wing, A Cherubim Does Cease To Sing.

God Forbid That Truth Should Be Confined To Mathematical Demonstration!

O Why Was I Born With A Different Face? Why Was I Not Born Like The Rest Of My Race?