Water is best, but gold shines like fire blazing in the night, supreme of lordly wealth.

Wrapt up in error is the human mind, And human bliss is ever insecure; Know we what fortune yet remains behind? Know we how long the present shall endure?

Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.

The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.

Humble in a humble state and great in greatness, I will work out the divinity that is busy within my mind.

Skills vary with the man. We must tread a straight path and strive by that which is born in us.

For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.