But Thought's The Slave Of

I Wonder Men Dare Trust Themselves With Men.

Women Are As Roses, Whose Fair Flower, Being Once Displayed, Doth Fall That Very Hour.

I'll Be Damned For Never A King's Son In Christendom.

The Devil Can Cite Scripture For His Purpose.

Lawn As White As Driven Snow; Cyprus Black As E'er Was Crow; Gloves As Sweet As Damask Roses.