621. GOOD LUCK NOT LASTING.
If well the dice run, let's applaud the cast:
The happy fortune will not always last.
622. A KISS.
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve:
The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
623. GLORY.
I make no haste to have my numbers read:
Seldom comes glory till a man be dead.
624. POETS.
Wantons we are, and though our words be such,
Our lives do differ from our lines by much.