And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

Then fill the bowl--way with gloom!
Our joys shall always last;
For Hope shall brighten days to read more

Then fill the bowl--way with gloom!
Our joys shall always last;
For Hope shall brighten days to come,
And Mem'ry gild the past.

To taste many things bespeaks but a poor appetite. [To engage in
a multiplicity of studies shows but a read more

To taste many things bespeaks but a poor appetite. [To engage in
a multiplicity of studies shows but a weak mind.]

Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.

Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.

There were no ill language, if it were not ill taken.

There were no ill language, if it were not ill taken.

Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.

Hee that loves the tree, loves the branch.

The word "impossible" is not in my dictionary.

The word "impossible" is not in my dictionary.

Pardon all but thy selfe.

Pardon all but thy selfe.

If the wind will not serve, take to the oars.

If the wind will not serve, take to the oars.