A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.

Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.

The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.

Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.

In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.