The Jews, A Headstrong, Moody, Murmuring Race.

Accurst Ambition, How Dearly I Have Bought You.

But Love's A Malady Without A Cure.

He Who Trusts Secrets To A Servant Makes Him His Master

She Feared No Danger, For She Knew No Sin.

When I Consider Life, It Is All A Cheat. Yet Fooled With Hope, People Favor This Deceit.