The Greatest Attribute Of Heaven Is Mercy.

But What Is Past My Help Is Past My Care.

My Virginity, That From My Childhood Kept Me Company, Is Heavier Than I Can Endure To Bear. Forgive Me, Cupid, For Thou Art God, And I A Wretched Creature: I Have Sinn'd; But Be Thou Merciful, And Grant That Yet I May Enjoy What Thou Wilt Have Me Love!

Faith Without Works Is Like A Bird Without Wings; Though She May Hop With Her Companions On Earth, Yet She Will Never Fly With Them To Heaven.

Oh, Love Will Make A Dog Howl In Rhyme.

It Is A Word That's Quickly Spoken, Which Being Unrestrained, A Heart Is Broken