You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings

Thou Hast Seen A Farmer's Dog Bark At A Beggar? And The Creature Run From The Cur. There Thou Mightst Behold The Great Image Of Authority-a Dog's Obeyed In Office.

We That Are True Lovers Run Into Strange Capers.

People’s Good Deeds We Write In Water. The Evil Deeds Are Etched In Brass.

If Her Breath Were As Terrible As Her Terminations, There Were No Living Near Her, She Would Infect To The North Star!

Your "if" Is The Only Peacemaker; Much Virtue In "if.