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Henceforth The Majesty Of God Revere;fear Him, And You Have Nothing Else To Fear.

Sir, That Much Prudence Calls For Too Much Worry; I Cannot Foresee Misfortunes So Far Away.

And Forever Goodbye! Forever! Oh, Sir, Can You Imagine How Dreadful This Cruel Word Sounds When One Loves?

The Heart That Can No Longer Love Passionately Must With Fury Hate.

Can A Faith That Does Nothing Be Called Sincere?