Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.

Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.

Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?

Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.

Nothing dries sooner then a teare.

Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.

Those, that with haste will make a mighty fire,
Begin it with weak straws.

Once let good faith be abandoned, and all social existence would
perish.

Once let good faith be abandoned, and all social existence would
perish.

To a brave man every soil is his country.

To a brave man every soil is his country.

For man may pious texts repeat,
And yet religion have no inward seat.

For man may pious texts repeat,
And yet religion have no inward seat.

Mere verbiage,--it is not worth a carrot!
Why Socrates or Plato--where's the odds?--
Once taught a jay read more

Mere verbiage,--it is not worth a carrot!
Why Socrates or Plato--where's the odds?--
Once taught a jay to supplicate the Gods,
And made a Polly-theist of a Parrot!

A wicked mans gift hath a touch of his master.

A wicked mans gift hath a touch of his master.