I Had A Dream, Which

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.

There's Music In The Sighing Of A Reed; There's Music In The Gushing Of A Rill; There's Music In All Things, If Men Had Ears; The Earth Is But The Music Of The Spheres.

A Woman Who Gives Any Advantage To A Man May Expect A Lover - But Will Sooner Or Later Find A Tyrant.

And What Is Writ Is Writ - / Would It Were Worthier!

Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.