Give her not greatness. For great souls must stand Alone and lonely in this little world: Cleft rocks that show the great Creator's hand, Thither by earthquakes hurled.

To sin by silence, when they should protest, makes cowards of men.

And let its meaning permeate each day. Whatever comes, This too shall pass away.

There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome.

Lady beware. Fan not the harmless glow Of admiration into ardent love, Lean not with red curled smiling lips above The flickering spark of sinless flame, and blow, Lest in the sudden waking of desire Thou, like the child, shalt perish in the fire.

High in the heavens I saw the moon this morning, Albeit the sun shone bright; Unto my soul it spoke, in voice of warning, "Remember Night!"

I Love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with wicked desire.