The power that keeps cities of men together Is noble preservation of law.
I care for riches, to make gifts.
High honors are sweet To a man's heart, but ever They stand close to the brink of grief.
Silence is true wisdom's best reply.
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
To a father waxing old, nothing is dearer than a daughter; sons have spirits of a higher pitch, but less inclined to endearing fondness.