The life blood streaming thro' my heart,
Or my more dear immortal part,
Is not more fondly read more

The life blood streaming thro' my heart,
Or my more dear immortal part,
Is not more fondly dear.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

He who sounds his own trumpet will soon find plenty to laugh at
him.

The word "impossible" is not in my dictionary.

The word "impossible" is not in my dictionary.

Hope is a waking dream.

Hope is a waking dream.

Every picture tells a story.

Every picture tells a story.

If the wise erred not, it would goe hard with fooles.

If the wise erred not, it would goe hard with fooles.

Thou marvell'st at my words, but hold thee still;
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

Thou marvell'st at my words, but hold thee still;
Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

Life's cares are comforts; such by heaven design'd
He that has none, must make them or be wretched.

Life's cares are comforts; such by heaven design'd
He that has none, must make them or be wretched.