Obedience, You Know, Is Good Luck's Mother,

But From The Good Health Of The Mind Comes That Which Is Dear To All And The Object Of Prayer-happiness.

Take Courage; Pain's Extremity Soon Ends.

With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

Honor Modesty More Than Your Life.

Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading The Leaf, Three-footed They Walk, Yet Frail As A Child, As A Dream Set Afloat In The Daylight.