The Leopard Does Not Change

For The Poor Wren (the Most Diminutive Of Birds) Will Fight, Her Young Ones In Her Nest, Against The Owl.

O That A Lady, Of One Man Refused, Should Of Another Therefore Be Abused!

Well-apparel'd April On The Heel Of Limping Winter Treads.

If Thou Couldst, Doctor, Cast The Water Of My Land, Find Her Disease, And Purge It To A Sound And Pristine Health, I Would Applaud Thee To The Very Echo, That Should Applaud You Again.

A Hand As Fruitful As The Land That Feeds Us; His Dew Falls Everywhere.