Rarely Do Great Beauty And Great Virtue

And Men Go About To Wonder At The Heights Of The Mountains, And The Mighty Waves Of The Sea, And The Wide Sweep Of Rivers, And The Circuit Of The Ocean, And The Revolution Of The Stars, But Themselves They Consider Not.

The Aged Love What Is Practical While Impetuous Youth Longs Only For What Is Dazzling.

You Keep To Your Own Ways And Leave Mine To Me.

Love Is The Crowning Grace Of Humanity.

Death Had His Grudge Against Me, And He Got Up In The Way, Like An Armed Robber, With A Pike In His Hand.