Inopem me copia fecit. --- Plenty has made me poor.

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.
But-I-was-one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.

When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in wain;
Tis paid with sighs a plenty
and sold for endless rue.
And- I - am - two - and - twenty.
And oh, "tis true, tis true"

 I have seen the better life...