For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman

The Wordy Tale, Once Told, Were Hard To Tell Again.

Earth Sounds My Wisdom, And High Heaven My Fame.

It Is The Bold Man Who Every Time Does Best, At Home Or Abroad.

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

I Say No Wealth Is Worth My Life.