Honest Plain Words Best Pierce The Ear

Few Love To Hear The Sins They Love To Act.

Who Is Here So Vile That Will Not Love His Country?

The Happiest Youth, Viewing His Progress Through, What Perils Past, What Crosses To Ensue, Would Shut The Book, And Sit Him Down And Die.

If Reasons Were As Plentiful As Blackberries, I Would Give No Man A Reason Upon Compulsion.

They Do Not Love That Do Not Show Their Love. The Course Of True Love Never Did Run Smooth. Love Is A Familiar. Love Is A Devil. There Is No Evil Angel But Love.