Nothing In His Life Became Him Like

Nor Aught So Good But Strained From That Fair Use, Revolts From True Birth Stumbling On Abuse.

No Legacy Is So Rich As Honesty.

Striving To Better, Oft We Mar What’s Well.

Their Savage Eyes Turned To A Modest Gaze By The Sweet Power Of Music.

Could Beauty, My Lord, Have Better Commerce Than With Honesty?