Lions Make Leopards Tame.

We Suffer A Lot The Few Things We Lack And We Enjoy Too Little The Many Things We Have.

What's To Come Is Still Unsure: In Delay There Lies No Plenty; Then Come Kiss Me, Sweet And Twenty, Youth's A Stuff Will Not Endure.

And Send Him Many Years Of Sunshine Days!

Most Dangerous Is That Temptation That Doth Goad Us On To Sin In Loving Virtue.

If Love Be Blind, Love Cannot Hit The Mark