When Much Dispute Has Past, We Find

Yes, I Am Proud; I Must Be Proud To See Men Not Afraid Of God, Afraid Of Me.

A Disputant No More Cares For The Truth Than The Sportsman For The Hare.

Only Music Has The Ability To Take You To The Edge Of Reality And Allow You To Peek In For A Moment.

O Let Us Still The Secret Joy Partake, To Follow Virtue Even For Virtue's Sake.

Lend, Lend Your Wings! I Mount! I Fly! O Grave! Where Is Thy Victory? O Death! Where Is Thy Sting?