Many A Maiden, With White Feet Glancing

Prepare Yourselves For The Roaring Voice Of The God Of Joy!

Human Misery Must Somewhere Have A Stop; There Is No Wind That Always Blows A Storm.

This Is True Liberty, When Free-born Men, Having To Advise The Public, May Speak Free.

The Unrighteous Are Never Really Fortunate.

No One Is Truly Free, They Are A Slave To Wealth, Fortune, The Law, Or Other People Restraining Them From Acting According To Their Will.