O Fleeting Joys Of Paradise, Dear Bought

Live While Ye May, Yet Happy Pair.

So Spake The Seraph Abdiel, Faithful Found; Among The Faithless, Faithful Only He.

Beauty Stands In The Admiration Only Of Weak Minds Led Captive.

Well Observe The Rule Of Not Too Much, By Temperance Taught In What Thou Eat'st And Drink'st.

And Oft, Though Wisdom Wake, Suspicion Sleeps At Wisdom's Gate, And To Simplicity Resigns Her Charge, While Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.