A letter from the whining school boy,
The sweet power of words;
But, uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
The seventh mind,
The seventh level,
The seventh wisdom,
The seventh hope,
The seventh seal;
But, uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Bright light!
Pleasant to the sight,
With the lascivious pleasing of the night;
However, not all things seen with the eyes are food for the mouth.
Uneasiness! !
No salvation without righteous works;
The truth should be told always!
Because, wisdom is too high for the fool.
Doxology,
Horse-walk,
Peevishness,
For the sake of love;
However, try to open your hands to help the poor.
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