Chapter 38 No.38

One time scatters and one gathers;

One builds, one breaks; one weeps, one laughs;

One time to sadness, one to gaiety inclines;

One labours and one rests; one stands, one sits;

One proffers and one takes away;

One stays and one removes; one animates, one kills.

In all the years, the months, the days, the hours,

Love waits on me,