Of All The Paths [that] Lead To

You Are No Better Than You Should Be.

It Is A Word That's Quickly Spoken, Which Being Unrestrained, A Heart Is Broken

Faith Without Works Is Like A Bird Without Wings; Though She May Hop With Her Companions On Earth, Yet She Will Never Fly With Them To Heaven.

My Virginity, That From My Childhood Kept Me Company, Is Heavier Than I Can Endure To Bear. Forgive Me, Cupid, For Thou Art God, And I A Wretched Creature: I Have Sinn'd; But Be Thou Merciful, And Grant That Yet I May Enjoy What Thou Wilt Have Me Love!

Let No Man Fear To Die, We Love To Sleep All, And Death Is But The Sounder Sleep.