Wisdom at times is found in folly.

The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But the righteous are like carvings upon stone, For their smallest act is durable.

The words can not return.

Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain.

The short span of life forbids us to spin out hope to any length. Soon will night be upon you, and the fabled Shades, and the shadowy Plutonian home.

It is not permitted that we should know everything.

Every old poem is sacred.