Song Brings Of Itself A Cheerfulness That

When A Good Man Is Hurt, All Who Would Be Called Good Must Suffer With Him.

Learned We May Be With Another Man's Learning: We Can Only Be Wise With Wisdom Of Our Own: [i Hate A Sage Who Is Not Wise For Himself]

We Must Take Care Of Our Minds Because We Cannot Benefit From Beauty When Our Brains Are Missing.

New Faces Have More Authority Than Accustomed Ones.

In Goodness There Are All Kinds Of Wisdom.