When You're In My House

Will Cast The Spear And Leave The Rest To Jove.

Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes Half His Worth Away.

I Hate To Tell Again A Tale Once Fully Told.

Goddess-nurse Of The Young, Give Ear To My Prayer, And Grant That This Woman May Reject The Love-embraces Of Youth And Dote On Grey-haired Old Men Whose Powers Are Dulled, But Whose Hearts Still Desire.

Far From Me Be The Gift Of Bacchus--pernicious, Inflaming Wine, That Weakens Both Body And Mind.