Day's Lustrous Eyes Grow Heavy In Sweet

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

The History Of The World Is The World's Court Of Justice.

To Live Is To Dream, And To Dream Pleasantly Is To Be Wise.

Many A Smiling Face Hides A Mourning Heart; But Grief Alone Teaches Us What We Are.

Of All The Possessions Of This Life Fame Is The Noblest; When The Body Has Sunk Into The Dust The Great Name Still Lives.