A Change Came O'er The Spirit Of

Mark! Where His Carnage And His Conquests Cease, He Makes A Solitude And Calls It-peace!

All Tragedies Are Finished By A Death, All Comedies Are Ended By A Marriage.

I Am So Changeable, Being Everything By Turns And Nothing Long - Such A Strange Melange Of Good And Evil.

Have Not All Past Human Beings Parted, And Must Not All The Present, One Day Part?

Well, Well, The World Must Turn Upon Its Axis, And All Mankind Turn With It, Heads Or Tails, And Live And Die, Make Love And Pay Our Taxes, And As The Veering Winds Shift, Shift Our Sails.