Be Just, And Fear Not.

Exceeds Man's Might: That Dwells With The Gods Above.

No Doubt They Rose Up Early To Observe The Rite Of May; And, Hearing Our Intent, Came Here In Grace Of Our Solemnity.

Journeys End In Lovers Meeting.

'tis Pride That Pulls The Country Down.

Like As The Waves Make Towards The Pebbl'd Shore, So Do Our Minutes, Hasten To Their End.