Hope springs eternal in the human breast,
Man never is, but always to be blest.

Hope springs eternal in the human breast,
Man never is, but always to be blest.

Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's read more

Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's reply,
From every eye,
Is, "Live we while we may."

By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.

By suppers more have beene killed then Gallen ever cured.

Man naturally yearns for novelty.

Man naturally yearns for novelty.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

So still we glide down to the sea
Of fathomless eternity.

It is no easy matter to say commonplace things in an original
way.

It is no easy matter to say commonplace things in an original
way.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.

It is hard to abstain from writing satire.

In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.

In the world who knowes not to swimme, goes to the bottome.

Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]

Shoemaker, stick to your last.
[Lat., Ne supra crepidam judicaret.]