The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever

A Moment's Halt-a Momentary Taste Of Being From The Well Amid The Waste- And, Lo! The Phantom Caravan Has Reach'd The Nothing It Set Out From. Oh, Make Haste!

I Wonder What The Vintners Buy One Half So Precious As The Stuff They Sell.

The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever Dies.

The Value Of Three Things Is Justly Appreciated By All Classes Of Men: Youth, By The Old; Health, By The Diseased; And Wealth, By The Needy.

You Know How Little While We Have To Stay, And, Once Departed, May Return No More.