Give, If Thou Can, An Alms; If

Those Saints, Which God Loves Best, The Devil Tempts Not Least.

Know When To Speak - For Many Times It Brings Danger, To Give The Best Advice To Kings.

Roses At First Were White, Till Thy Co'd Not Agree, Whether My Sapho's Breast, Or They More White Sho'd Be.

So When Or You Or I Are Made A Fable, Song, Or Fleeting Shade; All Love, All Liking, All Delight Lies Drowned With Us In Endless Night. Then While Time Serves, And We Are But Decaying; Come, My Corinna, Come, Let's Go A Maying.

But Ne'er The Rose Without The Thorn.