Bear Patiently, My Heart, For

The Stars Never Lie, But The Astrologers Lie About The Stars.

We All Scribble Poetry.

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.

Not At All Similar Are The Race Of The Immortal Gods And The Race Of Men Who Walk Upon The Earth.

Tell Me, O Muse, Of That Ingenious Hero Who Travelled Far And Wide After He Had Sacked The Famous Town Of Troy.