Good Luck Befriend Thee, Son; For At

Taste This, And Be Henceforth Among The Gods Thyself A Goddess.

Beauty Is Nature's Brag, And Must Be Shown In Courts, At Feasts, And High Solemnities, Where Most May Wonder At The Workmanship.

Sole Reigning Holds The Tyranny Of Heav'n.

Beyond Is All Abyss, Eternity, Whose End No Eye Can Reach.

Flowers Of All Hue, And Without Thorn The Rose.