Tis The Eye Of Childhood That Fears

What's To Come Is Still Unsure: In Delay There Lies No Plenty; Then Come Kiss Me, Sweet And Twenty, Youth's A Stuff Will Not Endure.

Love Thrives Not In The Heart That Shadows Dreadeth

There Is Nothing In The World So Much Like Prayer As Music Is. ~william Shakespeare

I Wish You All The Joy That You Can Wish.

If It Be Aught Toward The General Good, Set Honor In One Eye And Death I' Th' Other, And I Will Look On Both Indifferently; For Let The Gods So Speed Me As I Love The Name Of Honor More Than I Fear Death.