Honour Sits Smiling At The Sale Of

Kiss Me, So Long But As A Kiss May Last!

The Man Of Virtuous Soul Commands Not, Nor Obeys.

First Our Pleasures Die - And Then Our Hopes, And Then Our Fears - And When These Are Dead, The Debt Is Due Dust Claims Dust - And We Die Too.

A Lovely Lady, Garmented In Light From Her Own Beauty.

The Rich Have Become Richer, And The Poor Have Become Poorer; And The Vessel Of The State Is Driven Between The Scylla And Charybdis Of Anarchy And Despotism.