Tis The Mind That Makes The Body

To Hell, Allegiance! Vows, To The Blackest Devil! Conscience, And Grace, To The Profoundest Pit! I Dare Damnation: To This Point I Stand,-- That Both The Worlds I Give To Negligence, Let Come What Comes; Only I'll Be Reveng'd.

The Hind That Would Be Mated By The Lion Must Die For Love.

Woe, Destruction, Ruin, And Decay; The Worst Is Death And Death Will Have His Day.

Angels Are Bright Still, Though The Brightest Fell. Though All Things Foul Would Wear The Brows Of Grace, Yet Grace Must Still Look So.

The Daintiest Last, To Make The End Most Sweet.