Never Does Nature Say One Thing And

The Wise Man Sets Bounds Even To His Innocent Desires.

The Noiseless Foot Of Tune Steals Swiftly By And Ere We Dream Of Manhood, Age Is Nigh.

Only Death Reveals What A Nothing The Body Of Man Is.

It Is Difficult Not To Write Satire.

Travelers With Naught Sing In The Robber's Face