The Fates But Only Spin The Coarser

For My Part, I Can Compare Her (a Gossip) To Nothing But The Sun; For, Like Him, She Knows No Rest, Nor Ever Sets In One Place But To Rise In Another.

From Harmony, From Heav'nly Harmony. This Universal Frame Began.

Happy The Man, And Happy He Alone, He, Who Can Call Today His Own.

Pride - Lord Of Human Kind

You See Through Love, And That Deludes Your Sight, As What Is Straight Seems Crooked Through The Water.