What So Tedious As A Twice-told Tale?

Beauty- It Was A Glorious Gift Of Nature.

Ruin, Eldest Daughter Of Zeus, She Blinds Us All, That Fatal Madness—she With Those Delicate Feet Of Hers, Never Touching The Earth, Gliding Over The Heads Of Men To Trap Us All. She Entangles One Man, Now Another.

Yet, Taught By Time, My Heart Has Learned To Glow For Other's Good, And Melt At Other's Woe.

The Best Things Beyond Their Measure Cloy.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.