Goddess Of Song, Teach Me The Story

To Labour Is The Lot Of Man Below; And When Jove Gave Us Life, He Gave Us Woe.

I Guess Some People Never Change... Or, They Quickly Change And Then Quickly Change Back.

Persuasive Speech, And More Persuasive Sighs, Silence That Spoke And Eloquence Of Eyes.

As Leaves On The Trees, Such Is The Life Of Man.

A Boy Without Mischief Is Like A Bowling Ball Without A Liquid Center.