Flesh Of My Flesh, Bone Of My

My Age I Will Not Once Lament, / But Sing, My Time So Near Is Spent.

Fire Hath Its Force Abated By Water, Not By Wind; And Anger Must Be Allayed By Cold Words, And Not By Blustering Threats.

If We Had Not Winter, The Spring Would Not Be So Pleasant; If We Did Not Sometimes Taste Of Adversity, Prosperity Would Not Be So Welcome.

Wisdom With An Inheritance Is Good, But Wisdom Without An Inheritance Is Better Than An Inheritance Without Wisdom.

My Love Is Such That Rivers Cannot Quench, Nor Ought But Love From Thee, Give Recompence. Thy Love Is Such I Can No Way Repay, The Heavens Reward Thee Manifold I Pray.