Which, If Not Victory, Is Yet Revenge.

Earth Felt The Wound; And Nature From Her Seat, Sighing Through All Her Works, Gave Signs Of Woe That All Was Lost.

A Crown Golden In Show, Is But A Wreath Of Thorns, Bring Dangers, Troubles, Cares, And Sleepless Nights To Him Who Wears The Regal Diadem

Hail, Wedded Love, Mysterious Law; True Source Of Human Happiness.

What Can 'scape The Eye Of God, All-seeing, Or Deceive His Heart. Omniscient!

Loneliness Is The First Thing Which God's Eye Named Not Good.