O Heaven! Were Man, But Constant, He

And Either Victory, Or Else A Grave.

Guiltiness Will Speak, Though Tongues Were Out Of Use

Time Shall Unfold What Plaited Cunning Hides: Who Cover Faults, At Last Shame Them Derides.

Opinion, A Sovereign Mistress Of Effects.

Your Hearts Are Mighty, Your Skins Are Whole.