. . . all who joy would win
Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.

. . . all who joy would win
Must share it.--Happiness was born a twin.

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud read more

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not, and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.

Goods are theirs that enjoy them.

Goods are theirs that enjoy them.

Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

Warre makes theeves, and peace hangs them.

So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.

So closely our whims on our miseries tread,
That the laugh is awak'd ere the tear can be dried.

God oft hath a great share in a little house.

God oft hath a great share in a little house.

Anything for a quiet life.

Anything for a quiet life.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if read more

But ask not thou if happiness be there,
If the loud laugh disguise convulsive throe,
Or if the brow the heart's true livery wear.