Ask Not For Whom The Bell Tolls;

I Did Best When I Had Least Truth For My Subjects.

Love, All Alike, No Season Knows, Nor Clime, Nor Hours, Days, Months, Which Are The Rags Of Time.

We Love And Understand Talent; We Wish It Be Within Us. The Truly Gifted, Those Exceptional Few, Must Wait For The World To Catch Up.

How Much Shall I Be Changed, Before I Am Changed!

All Whom War, Dearth, Age, Agues, Tyrannies, Despair, Law, Chance, Hath Slain.