Had I Succeeded Well, I Had Been

Whoever Yields Properly To Fate, Is Deemed Wise Among Men, And Knows The Laws Of Heaven.

All Men Know Their Children Mean More Than Life. If Childless People Sneer- Well, They've Less Sorrow. But What Lonesome Luck!

No One Who Lives In Error Is Free.

When Roused To Rage The Maddening Populace Storms, Their Fury, Like A Rolling Flame, Bursts Forth Unquenchable; But Give Its Violence Ways, It Spends Itself, And As Its Force Abates, Learns To Obey And Yields It To Your Will.

God Gives Each His Due At The Time Allotted.