Singing Is The Lowest Form Of Communication.

And Endless Are The Modes Of Speech, And Far Extends From Side To Side The Field Of Words.

Like Strength Is Felt From Hope, And From Despair.

Why Have You Come To Me Here, Dear Heart, With All These Instructions? I Promise You I Will Do Everything Just As You Ask. But Come Closer. Let Us Give In To Grief, However Briefly, In Each Other's Arms.

Even When Someone Battles Hard, There Is An Equal Portion For One Who Lingers Behind, And In The Same Honor Are Held Both The Coward And The Brave Man; The Idle Man And He Who Has Done Much Meet Death Alike.

Trying Is The First Step Toward Failure.