I Learn To Pity Woes So Like

So Poetry, Which Is In Oxford Made An Art, In London Only Is A Trade.

Men Are But Children Of A Larger Growth.

When A Man's Life Is Under Debate, The Judge Can Ne'er Too Long Deliberate.

Love And Time With Reverence Use, Treat Them Like A Parting Friend: Nor The Golden Gifts Refuse Which In Youth Sincere They Send: For Each Year Their Price Is More, And They Less Simple Than Before.

Woman's Honor Is Nice As Ermine; It Will Not Bear A Soil.