Men Think Highly Of Those Who Rise

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

Pleasure's A Sin, And Sometimes Sin's A Pleasure.

Then Rose From Sea To Sky The Wild Farewell Then Shriek'd The Timid, And Stood Still The Brave, Then Some Leap'd Overboard With Fearful Yell, As Eager To Anticipate Their Grave.

Critics Are Already Made.

Think Not I Am What I Appear.