Joy Steals Upon Me, Such Joy As

Married Love Between Man And Woman Is Bigger Than Oaths Guarded By Right Of Nature.

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

Beyond Age, Leaf Withered, Man Goes Three Footed No Stronger Than A Child Is, A Dream That Falters In Daylight.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

This Is A Sickness Rooted And Inherent In The Nature Of A Tyranny: That He That Holds It Does Not Trust His Friends.