Song Brings Of Itself A Cheerfulness That

My Tongue Swore, But My Mind Was Still Unpledged.

What Greater Pain Could Mortals Have Than This: To See Their Children Dead Before Their Eyes?

The Best Of Seers Is He Who Guesses Well.

There Seems To Be Some Pleasure For Women In Sick Talk Of One Another.

Learned We May Be With Another Man's Learning: We Can Only Be Wise With Wisdom Of Our Own: [i Hate A Sage Who Is Not Wise For Himself]