Obedience Is The Mother Of Success And

The Great And Amorous Sky Curved Over The Earth, And Lay Upon Her As A Pure Lover. The Rain, The Humid Flux Descending From Heaven For Both Man And Animal, For Both Thick And Strong, Germinated The Wheat, Swelled The Furrows With Fecund Mud And Brought Forth The Buds In The Orchards. And It Is I Who Empowered These Moist Espousals, I The Great Aphrodite.

For In Pure Maidens, Knowing Not The Marriage-bed, The Glance Of The Eyes Sinks From Shame.

In The Lack Of Judgment Great Harm Arises, But One Vote Cast Can Set Right A House.

Delay Not To Seize The Hour!

For Not Many Men, The Proverb Saith, Can Love A Friend Whom Fortune Prospereth Unenvying.