My Pride Fell With My Fortunes.

The Latter End Of A Fray, And The Beginning Of A Feast, Fits A Dull Fighter, And A Keen Guest.

And Yet,to Say The Truth, Reason And Love Keep Little Company Together Nowadays.

I Am Giddy, Expectation Whirls Me Round. The Imaginary Relish Is So Sweet That It Enchants My Sense.

Loathsome Canker Lives In Sweetest Bud.

If Music Be The Food Of Love, Play On.