Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more read more

Howe'er it be, it seems to me,
'Tis only noble to be good;
Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith than Norman blood.

Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the read more

Little we heed the tempest drear,
While music, mirth, and social cheer,
Speed on their wings the passing year.

Which of these two is the greater fool?

Which of these two is the greater fool?

All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.

All is well with him, who is beloved of his neighbours.

Jest not in earnest.

Jest not in earnest.

Passion and shame torment him, and rage is mingled with his
grief.

Passion and shame torment him, and rage is mingled with his
grief.

There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.

There are calumnies against which even innocence loses courage.

Praise a hill, but keepe below.

Praise a hill, but keepe below.

The thread breakes, where it is weakest.

The thread breakes, where it is weakest.