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Your Gentleness Shall Force More Than Your Force Move Us To Gentleness.

Let Never Day Nor Night Unhallowed Pass, But Still Remember What The Lord Hath Done.

I Had Rather Chop This Hand Off At A Blow, And With The Other Fling It At Thy Face.

What Are You Doing Sister? / Killing Swine.

When Remedies Are Past, The Griefs Are Ended By Seeing The Worst, Which Late On Hopes Depended.