The old folk, time's doting chronicles.

Let no such man be trusted.

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze. I will not budge for no man's pleasure.

For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart.

Know more than other. Work more than other. Expect less than other

Security is the chief enemy of mortals.