All Men Owe Honor To The Poets

Beauty- It Was A Glorious Gift Of Nature.

It Is Better To Watch People Do Stuff Than To Do Stuff.

Among All Men On The Earth Bards Have A Share Of Honor And Reverence, Because The Muse Has Taught Them Songs And Loves The Race Of Bards.

If Not Yet Lost To All The Sense Of Shame.

Insignificant Mortals, Who Are As Leaves Are, And Now Flourish And Grow Warm With Life, And Feed On What The Ground Gives, But Then Again Fade Away And Are Dead.