III

Pleasures too hastily tasted grow sweeter in fond recollection,
As the pomegranate plucked green ripens far over the sea.


IV

As the meek beasts in the Garden came flocking for Adam to name them,
Men for a title to-day crawl to the feet of a king.


V

What is a first love worth, except to prepare for a second?
What does the second love bring? Only regret for the first.


VI

Health was wooed by the Romans in groves of the laurel and myrtle.
Happy and long are the lives brightened by glory and love.


VII

Wine is like rain: when it falls on the mire it but makes it
the fouler,
But when it strikes the good soil wakes it to beauty and bloom.