We are advertis'd by our loving friends.
Soft pity enters an iron gate.
Blind is his love, and best befits the dark.
A true repentance shuns the evil itself, more than the external suffering or the shame.
Love is familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love." -
Pardon, gentles all, the flat unraised spirits that have dared on this unworthy scaffold to bring forth so great an object.