Time Waxing Old Can Many A Lesson

But I Must Bear My Destiny As Best I Can, Knowing Well That There Is No Resisting The Strength Of Necessity.

A God Implants In Mortal Guilt Whenever He Wants Utterly To Confound A House.

Necessity Is Stronger Far Than Art.

The Seed Of Mortals Broods O'er Passing Things, And Hath Nought Surer Than The Smoke-cloud's Shadow.

By Time And Age Full Many Things Are Taught.