Venus Smiles Not In A House Of

When Caesar Says, 'do This', It Is Performed.

The Pow'r That I Have On You Is To Spare You; The Malice Towards You To Forgive You.

What The Great Ones Do, The Less Will Prattle Of

You May My Glories And My State Depose, But Not My Griefes; Still Am I King Of Those.

Art Made Tongue-tied By Authority.