Lust-bred Diseases Rot Thee.

Poor Intricated Soul! Riddling, Perplexed, Labyrinthical Soul!

As States Subsist In Part By Keeping Their Weaknesses From Being Known, So Is It The Quiet Of Families To Have Their Chancery And Their Parliament Within Doors, And To Compose And Determine All Emergent Differences There.

Between Cowardice And Despair, Valour Is Gendred.

And Dare Love That, And Say So Too, And Forget The He And She.

Between These Two, The Denying Of Sins, Which We Have Done, And The Bragging Of Sins, Which We Have Not Done, What A Space, What A Compass Is There, For Millions Of Millions Of Sins!