I Thought My Heart Had Been Wounded

So All My Best Is Dressing Old Words New.

A Countenance More In Sorrow Than In Anger.

I Must Be Cruel Only To Be Kind; Thus Bad Begins, And Worse Remains Behind.

The Time Of Universal Peace Is Near. Prove This A Prosp'rous Day, The Three-nooked World Shall Bear The Olive Freely.

Hate Pollutes The Mind.