If The Lion Was Advised By The

The Hours Of Folly Are Measured By The Clock; But Of Wisdom, No Clock Can Measure.

Such, Such Were The Joys When We All, Girls And Boys, In Our Youth Time Were Seen On The Echoing Green.

The Modest Rose Puts Forth A Thorn,the Humble Sheep A Threat'ning Horn:while The Lily White Shall In Love Delight,nor A Thorn Nor A Threat Stain Her Beauty Bright.

Forgive What You Do Not Approve & Love Me For This Energetic Exertion Of My Talent

Time Is The Mercy Of Eternity; Without Time's Swiftness Which Is The Swiftest Of All Things, All Were Eternal Torment.