Out, Damned Spot! Out, I Say!

Condemn The Fault And Not The Actor Of It?

Hot And Hasty, Like A Scotch Jig.

With Love's Light Wings Did I O'er-perch These Walls, For Stony Limits Cannot Hold Love Out

Thou Hast Nor Youth Nor Age But As It Were An After Dinner Sleep Dreaming Of Both.

Love All, Trust A Few, Do Wrong To None.