To Shoot At Crows Is Powder Flung

The Charge Is Prepared; The Lawyers Are Met; The Judges All Ranged (a Terrible Show!) I Go, Undismay'd. For Death Is A Debt, A Debt On Demand. So Take What I Owe.

[gulliver Was Soon Being Read] "from The Cabinet Council To The Nursery".

Breathe Soft, Ye Winds! Ye Waves, In Silence Sleep!

O Polly, You Might Have Toyed And Kissed, By Keeping Men Off, You Keep Them On.

What Frenzy Dictates, Jealousy Believes