For Know That No One Is Free,

Simple Is The Speech Of Truth.

Ah, Lives Of Men! When Prosperous They Glitter - Like A Fair Picture; When Misfortune Comes - A Wet Sponge At One Blow Has Blurred The Painting.

Time, Waxing Old, Doth All Things Purify.

For The Impious Act Begets More After It, Like To The Parent Stock.

From Him [death] Alone Of All The Powers Of Heaven Persuasion Holds Aloof.