Be advised what thou dost discourse of, and what thou maintainest whet >>
There is nothing exempt from the peril of mutation; the earth, heavens >>
Hatreds are the cinders of affection. >>
Youth has become a class. >>
There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old >>
Like a kite cut from the string, lightly the soul of my youth has take >>
Use your youth so that you may have comfort to remember it when it has forsaken you, and not sigh and grieve at the account thereof.