Why Tell Me That A Man Is

To The Vulgar Eye, Few Things Are Wonderful That Are Not Distant

Enjoying Things Which Are Pleasant; That Is Not The Evil; It Is The Reducing Of Our Moral Self To Slavery By Them That Is.

A Man Must Indeed Be A Hero To Appear Such In The Eyes Of His Valet.

Every Day That Is Born Into The World Comes Like A Burst Of Music And Rings The Whole Day Through, And You Make Of It A Dance, A Dirge, Or A Life March, As You Will.

Lives The Man That Can Figure A Naked Duke Of Windlestraw Addressing A Naked House Of Lords?