To Good And True Love,

Ignorance Is The Mother Of All Evils.

To Good And True Love, Fear Is Forever Affixed.

Ha! For A Divine And Lordly Manor, There Is Nothing Like Solid Ground.

The Scent Of Wine, Oh How Much More Agreeable, Laughing, Praying, Celestial And Delicious It Is Than That Of Oil!

The Devil Was Sick - The Devil A Monk Would Be, The Devil Was Well The Devil A Monk Was He