He Scorn'd His Own, Who Felt Another's

Your Belief Systems Limit Your Reality To A Sub-set Of The Solution Space That Does Not Contain The Answer.

To Live In Hearts We Leave Behind Is Not To Die.

Never Wedding, Ever Wooing, Still A Lovelorn Heart Pursuing, Read You Not The Wrong You're Doing In My Cheek's Pale Hue? All My Life With Sorrow Strewing; Wed Or Cease To Woo.

O Leave This Barren Spot To Me! Spare, Woodman, Spare The Beechen Tree.

Men Of England! Who Inheritrights That Cost Your Sires Their Blood.