Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
Ask a woman’s advice, and whatever she advises, Do the very reverse and you’re sure to be wise.
From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
All that’s bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that’s sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
My only books were woman’s looks, and folly’s all they’ve taught me.