Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee, While the world's tide is bearing me along; Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me, Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong.
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
It is for God to punish wicked people; we should learn to forgive.
Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.
Having levelled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.