Love Reckons Hours For Months, And Days

Old As I Am, For Ladies' Love Unfit, The Power Of Beauty I Remember Yet.

For Truth Has Such A Face And Such A Mien, As To Be Loved Needs Only To Be Seen.

Music, Music For A While Shall All Your Cares Beguile. Alexander's Feast

Faith Is To Believe What You Do Not Yet See: The Reward For This Faith Is To See What You Believe. Thus All Below Is Strength, And All Above Is Grace.

One Cannot Say He Wanted Wit, But Rather That He Was Frugal Of It.