Art Maxims

Often ornateness Goes with greatness; Oftener felicity Comes of simplicity.

Talent that's cheapest Affects singularity. Thoughts that dive deepest Rise radiant in clarity.

Life is rough: Sing smoothly, O Bard. Enough, enough, To have found life hard.

No record Art keeps Of her travail and throes. There is toil on the steeps,-- On the summits, repose.