Nunc scio quit sit amor." Lat., "Now I know what love is.
In youth alone, unhappy mortals live; But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive: Discolour'd sickness, anxious labour, come, And age, and death's inexorable doom.
Time meanwhile is flying, flying beyond recall.
Womankind Is ever a fickle and a changeful thing.
We have to thank God for this retirement.
Persistent work triumphs.