How Sweet To Remember The Trouble That

To A Father Waxing Old, Nothing Is Dearer Than A Daughter; Sons Have Spirits Of A Higher Pitch, But Less Inclined To Endearing Fondness.

Surely Again, To Heal Men's Wounds By Music's Spell.

Among Mortals Second Thoughts Are Wisest.

Talk Sense To A Fool And He Calls You Foolish.

I Have Found Power In The Mysteries Of Thought.