Ye Moon And Stars, Bear Witness To

For Art May Err, But Nature Cannot Miss.

The Greater Part Performed Achieves The Less.

Fortune's Unjust; She Ruins Oft The Brave, And Him Who Should Be Victor, Makes The Slave.

Dreams Are But Interludes That Fancy Makes... Sometimes Forgotten Things, Long Cast Behind Rush Forward In The Brain, And Come To Mind.

My Love's A Noble Madness.