Great Actions Speak Great Minds.

Hence, All You Vain Delights, As Short As Are The Nights Wherein You Spend Your Folly! There's Naught In This Life Sweet But Only Melancholy; O Sweetest Melancholy!

Weep No More, Nor Sigh, Nor Groan, Sorrow Calls No Time That 's Gone; Violets Plucked, The Sweetest Rain Makes Not Fresh Nor Grow Again.

Man Is His Own Star, And The Soul That Can Render An Honest And A Perfect Man, Commands All Light.

Great Actions Speak Great Minds.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do Tomorrow.