How Many Things By Season Seasoned Are

Our Peace Shall Stand As Firm As Rocky Mountains.

Their Savage Eyes Turned To A Modest Gaze By The Sweet Power Of Music.

To Fear The Worst Oft Cures The Worst.

I'll Privily Away; I Love The People, But Do Not Like To Stage Me To Their Eyes; Though It Do Well, I Do Not Relish Well Their Loud Applause And Aves Vehement, Nor Do I Think The Man Of Safe Discretion That Does Not Affect It.

And His Unkindness May Defeat My Life, But Never Taint My Love.