Despair Is The Damp Of Hell, As

This Only Is Charity, To Do All, All That We Can.

Sleep Is Pain's Easiest Salve, And Doth Fulfil All Offices Of Death, Except To Kill.

There Is Hook In Every Benefit, That Sticks In His Jaws That Takes That Benefit, And Draws Him Whither The Benefactor Will.

The Heavens Rejoice In Motion, Why Should I Abjure My So Much Loved Variety.

Festive Alcohol Sometimes Leads To An Excess Of Honesty.