I Am Sure, Though You Can Guess

I Hate The Murderer, Love Him Murdered.

We Are Oft To Blame In This, - 'tis Too Much Proved, - That With Devotion's Visage, And Pios Action We Do Sugar O'er The Devil Himself.

Many Dream Not To Find, Neither Deserve, And Yet Are Steeped In Favors.

Time Is The King Of Men.

I Am Giddy, Expectation Whirls Me Round. The Imaginary Relish Is So Sweet That It Enchants My Sense.