Time Is The Subtle Thief Of Youth.

They Eat, They Drink, And In Communion Sweet Quaff Immortality And Joy.

Oh, Shame To Men! Devil With Devil Damn'd Firm Concord Holds, Men Only Disagree Of Creatures Rational.

Fame, If Not Double Fac'd, Is Double Mouth'd, And With Contrary Blast Proclaims Most Deeds; On Both His Wings, One Black, The Other White, Bears Greatest Names In His Wild Aery Flight.

The Pilot Of The Galilean Lake; Two Massy Keys He Bore, Of Metals Twain (the Golden Opes, The Iron Shuts Amain).

Virtue May Be Assailed, But Never Hurt, Surprised By Unjust Force, But Not Enthralled.