Amongst good men two men suffice.

Amongst good men two men suffice.

Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.

Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

Fly the pleasure that bites to morrow.

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a read more

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a harder task to prove--
By firm resolve to conquer love!

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.

Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

Call me not an olive, till thou see me gathered.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled read more

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.