Alas! When Duty Grows Thy Law, Enjoyment

Many A Crown Shines Spotless Now That Yet Was Deeply Sullied In The Winning.

Secrecy Is For The Happy,--misery, Hopeless Misery, Needs No Veil; Under A Thousand Suns It Dares Act Openly.

Satisfy A Few To Please Many Is Bad.

As Soon As I Have Begun To Fear I Have Ceased To Fear.

Eternity Gives Nothing Back Of What One Leaves Out Of The Minutes.