Truth Needs No Color; Beauty, No Pencil.

Fortune Is Painted Blind, With A Muffler Afore Her Eyes, To Signify To You That Fortune Is Blind.

Love Denied Blights The Soul We Owe To God.

How Hard It Is To Hide The Sparks Of Nature!

Like A Barber's Chair That Fits All Buttocks.

But Shall We Wear These Glories For A Day? Or Shall They Last, And We Rejoice In Them?