Piece Out Our Imperfections With Your Thoughts.

Happy Thou Art Not; For What Thou Hast Not, Still Thou Strivest To Get; And What Thou Hast, Forgettest.

The Urging Of That Word, Judgment, Hath Bred A Kind Of Remorse In Me.

Love's Not Love When It Is Mingled With Regards That Stand Aloof From Th' Entire Point.

Self-love Is The Most Inhibited Sin In The Canon.

Full Oft We See Cold Wisdom Waiting On Superfluous Folly.