Virtue Is The Fount Whence

You Must Be Proud, Bold, Pleasant, Resolute, And Now And Then Stab, As Occasion Serves.

Above Our Life We Love A Steadfast Friend.

Our Swords Shall Play The Orators For Us.

Unhappy Spirits That Fell With Lucifer, / Conspired Against Our God With Lucifer, / And Are For Ever Damned With Lucifer.

Fornication: But That Was In Another Country; And Besides, The Wench Is Dead.