Down On Your Knees, And Thank Heaven,

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.

Do Not Consider Painful What Is Good For You.

Had I Succeeded Well, I Had Been Reckoned Amongst The Wise; Our Minds Are So Disposed To Judge From The Event.

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.

Poverty Possesses This Disease; Through Want It Teaches A Man Evil.