No Man Looks With Love

Alas, Poor Men, Their Destiny. When All Goes Well A Shadow Will Overthrow It. If It Be Unkind One Stroke Of A Wet Sponge Wipes All The Picture Out.

Since Long I've Held Silence A Remedy For Harm.

Destiny Waits Alike For The Free Man As Well As For Him Enslaved By Another's Might.

Let There Be Wealth Without Tears; Enough For The Wise Man Who Will Ask No Further.

Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering.