Between Two Worlds Life Hovers Like A

Eat, Drink And Love...the Rest Is Not Worth A Nickel

Such Hath It Been--shall Be--beneath The Sun The Many Still Must Labour For The One.

Thy Decay's Still Impregnate With Divinity.

That Low Vice, Curiosity!

He Who Grown Aged In This World Of Woe, In Deeds, Not Years, Piercing The Depths Of Life, So That No Wonder Waits Him.