Contentions Fierce, Ardent, And Dire, Spring From

I Was Born A Scotsman And A Bare One. Therefore I Was Born To Fight My Way In The World.

Revenge, The Sweetest Morsel To The Mouth That Ever Was Cooked In Hell.

Love Rules The Court, The Camp, The Grove, And Men Below, And Saints Above: For Love Is Heaven, And Heaven Is Love.

Is Death The Last Sleep? No, It Is The Last And Final Awakening.

True Love's The Gift Which God Has Given To Man Alone Beneath The Heaven: It Is Not Fantasy's Hot Fire, Whose Wishes Soon As Granted Fly; It Liveth Not In Fierce Desire.