There Is A Fullness Of

Few Sons Attain The Praise Of Their Great Sires And Most Their Sires Disgrace.

The Whims Of Youth Break All The Rules.

It Is The Bold Man Who Every Time Does Best, At Home Or Abroad.

It Is Always The Latest Song That An Audience Applauds The Most.

Insignificant Mortals, Who Are As Leaves Are, And Now Flourish And Grow Warm With Life, And Feed On What The Ground Gives, But Then Again Fade Away And Are Dead.