For whom the Lord liveth he correcteth.

For whom the Lord liveth he correcteth.

But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

But men are men; the best sometimes forget.

The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.

The pain
Remembrance gives, when the fix'd dart
Is stirred thus in the wound again.

We are born poets. we become orators.

We are born poets. we become orators.

Although the last, not least.

Although the last, not least.

Aske much to have a little.

Aske much to have a little.

Take all the swift advantage of the hours.

Take all the swift advantage of the hours.

The holydays of joy are the vigils of sorrow.

The holydays of joy are the vigils of sorrow.

The mould of a man's fortune is in his own hands.

The mould of a man's fortune is in his own hands.