In youth so contemplated beauty tattered weed without retention retained he would say with the innocence of his language then wondering where his lustful treasures went his distant eyes devoured by shame for false praise

 In youth so contemplated beauty tattered weed without retention retained he would say with the innocence of his language then wondering where his lustful treasures went his distant eyes devoured by shame for false praise spread whose envy seems like praise false friendship fortune in saying oneself one devours shines like daughter rivalry in the succession thinking with sweet longing looking that by voluntary right is mine