An Equal Doom Clipp'd Time's Blest Wings

For Though I Am A Body Of This Earth, My Firm Desire Is Born From The Stars.

You Keep To Your Own Ways And Leave Mine To Me.

Who Naught Suspects Is Easily Deceived.

Who Over-refines His Argument Brings Himself To Grief

My Flowery And Green Age Was Passing Away, And I Feeling A Chill In The Fires Had Been Wasting My Heart, For I Was Drawing Near The Hillside Above The Grave.