Honor Women! They Entwine And Weave Heavenly

This Is The Curse Of An Evil Deed, That It Incites And Must Bring Forth More Evil.

Ah, To That Far Distant Strand Bridge There Was Not To Convey, Not A Bark Was Near At Hand, Yet True Love Soon Found The Way.

Emulation Is A Noble And Just Passion, Full Of Appreciation.

But How Is The Artist To Protect Himself Against The Corruption Of The Age Which Besets Him On All Sides?

A Pity About The People! They Are Brave Enough Comrades, But They Have Heads Like A Soapboiler's.