Let Greeks be Greeks, and women what they are.
The world no longer lets me love, My hope and treasure are above.
Art can do much, but this maxim's most sure/A weak or wounded brain admits no cure.
Authority without wisdom is like a heavy ax without an edge -- fitter to bruise than polish.
My hope and treasure lies above
I am obnoxious to each carping tongue who says my hand a needle better fits.