All Is Change; All Yields Its Place

Happy The Man Who From The Sea Escapes The Storm And Finds Harbor.

Love's All In All To Women.

Many A Maiden, With White Feet Glancing Light As Air, Made Happy Music Through The Gloom.

The Divine Power Moves With Difficulty, But At The Same Time Surely.

Had I Succeeded Well, I Had Been Reckoned Amongst The Wise; Our Minds Are So Disposed To Judge From The Event.