Modest Doubt Is Called The Beacon Of

O Faithless Coward! O Dishonest Wretch! Wilt Thou Be Made A Man Out Of My Vice?

Better Conquest Never Canst Thou Make Than Arm Thy Constant And Thy Nobler Parts Against Giddy, Loose Suggestions.

And He Goes Through Life, His Mouth Open, And His Mind Closed.

Let's Meet As Little As We Can

I Understand A Fury In Your Words But Not Your Words.