I Learn To Pity Woes So Like

Forgiveness To The Injured Does Belong; But They Ne'er Pardon Who Have Done Wrong.

Old As I Am, For Ladies' Love Unfit, The Power Of Beauty I Remember Yet.

They Live Too Long Who Happiness Outlive.

The Scum That Rises Upmost, When The Nation Boils.

Thus All Below Is Strength, And All Above Is Grace.