Thou Art All The Comfort, The Gods

He Is Deformed, Crooked, Old And Sere, Ill-faced, Worse Bodied, Shapeless Everywhere; Vicious, Ungentle, Foolish, Blunt, Unkind; Stigmatical In Making, Worse In Mind.

A Dream Itself Is But A Shadow.

Wait For The Season When To Cast Good Counsels Upon Subsiding Passion.

Death Rock Me Asleep.

Love Adds A Precious Seeing To The Eye.