And Not A Man Appears To Tell

The Charity That Is A Trifle To Us Can Be Precious To Others.

The Chance Of War Is Equal, And The Slayer Oft Is Slain.

Sweet Sleep Fell Upon His Eyelids, Unwakeful, Most Pleasant, The Nearest Like Death.

I Discovered A Meal Between Breakfast And Brunch.

Bear Patiently, My Heart, For You Have Suffered Heavier Things.