Despair of all recovery spoils longevity,
And makes men's miseries of alarming brevity.

Despair of all recovery spoils longevity,
And makes men's miseries of alarming brevity.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

Every epigram should resemble a bee; it should have sting, honey,
and brevity.

But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.

But when to mischief mortals bend their will,
How soon they find fit instruments of ill.

By looking at squinting people you learn to squint.

By looking at squinting people you learn to squint.

The way is an ill neighbour.

The way is an ill neighbour.

To hear is to heed.

To hear is to heed.

How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have read more

How calm, how beautiful comes on
The stilly hour, when storms are gone!
When warring winds have died away,
And clouds, beneath the glancing ray,
Melt off, and leave the land and sea
Sleeping in bright tranquillity.

Each man has his fancy.

Each man has his fancy.

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.