Let No Man Be Called Happy Before

Often The Wicked Prosper, While The Righteous Starve; Yet I Would Never Exchange My State For Theirs, My Virtue For Their Gold. For Mine Endures, While Riches Change Their Owner Every Day.

If Through Your Vices You Afflicted Are, Lay Not The Blame Of Your Distress On God; You Made Your Rulers Mighty, Gave Them Guards, So Now You Groan 'neath Slavery's Heavy Rod.

Honors Achieved Far Exceed Those That Are Created.

Pure Chastity Is Beauty To Our Souls, Grace To Our Bodies, And Peace To Our Desires.

If Things Are Going Well, Religion And Legislation Are Beneficial; If Not, They Are Of No Avail.