What's Done Cannot Be Undone.

You Wear Out A Good Wholesome Forenoon In Hearing A Cause Between An Orange Wife And A Fosset-seller.

What Cannot Be Saved When Fate Takes, Patience Her Injury A Mockery Makes

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None.

Well, God's Above All; And There Be Souls Must Be Saved, And There Be Souls Must Not Be Saved.

Would It Not Grieve A Woman To Be Over-mastered By A Piece Of Valiant Dust? To Make An Account Of Her Life To A Clod Of Wayward Marle?