Can It Be Chat Modesty May More

I Scorn You, Scurvy Companion.

What The Great Ones Do, The Less Will Prattle Of

If I Shall Be Condemned Upon Surmises, All Proofs Sleeping Else But What Your Jealousies Awake, I Tell You 'tis Rigor And Not Law.

Good Name In Man And Woman Is The Immediate Jewel Of Their Souls.

This Thing Of Darkness I Acknowledge Mine.