I Will Make Thee Think Thy Swan

The Past Is Prologue.

My Soul Is In The Sky.

With Caution Judge Of Probability. Things Deemed Unlikely, E'en Impossible, Experience Oft Hath Proved To Be True.

To Sue To Live, I Find I Seek To Die; And, Seeking Death, Find Life: Let It Come On.

Beauty, Wit, High Birth, Vigour Of Bone, Desert In Service, Love, Friendship, Charity, Are Subjects All To Envious And Calumniating Time.