We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow read more

We have not wings, we cannot soar,
But we have feet to scale and climb
By slow degrees, by more and more,
The cloudy summits of our time.

The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.

The end crowns all,
And that old common arbitrator, Time,
Will one day end it.

Hold one another's noses to the grindstone hard.

Hold one another's noses to the grindstone hard.

If you must flie, flie well.

If you must flie, flie well.

If you have no enemies it is a sign fortune has forgot you.

If you have no enemies it is a sign fortune has forgot you.

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.

Between the businesse of life and the day of death, a space ought
to be interposed.

This is my wish, this is my command, my pleasure is my reason.

This is my wish, this is my command, my pleasure is my reason.

Who will sell the Cow, must say the word.

Who will sell the Cow, must say the word.

Catch the opportunity while it lasts, and rely not on what the
morrow may bring.

Catch the opportunity while it lasts, and rely not on what the
morrow may bring.