A Benefit Cited By Way Of Reproach

Have There Ever Been More Submissive Slaves? Adoring, Even In Their Irons, The God Who Punishes Them.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.

Flight Is Lawful, When One Flies From Tyrants.

It's No Longer A Warmth Hidden In My Veins: It's Venus Entire And Whole Fastening On Her Prey.

What Does It Matter If, By Chance, A Little Vile Blood Be Spilled?