Noble houskeepers neede no dores.

Noble houskeepers neede no dores.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.

The Chollerick drinkes, the Melancholick eats, the Flegmatick
sleepes.

The sweat of industry would dry and die,
But for the end it works to.

The sweat of industry would dry and die,
But for the end it works to.

I am not what I once was.
[Lat., Non sum qualis eram.]

I am not what I once was.
[Lat., Non sum qualis eram.]

Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.

Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.

One swallow does not make spring.

One swallow does not make spring.

Who teacheth often learns himself.

Who teacheth often learns himself.

Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.