And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.

Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill dyet was the
mother.

Whatsoever was the father of a disease, an ill dyet was the
mother.

What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!

What an alteration of honour has
Desperate want made!

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.

A bitter drug oft brings relief.

A bitter drug oft brings relief.

Every man's censure is first moulded in his own nature.

Every man's censure is first moulded in his own nature.

Old men go to Death, Death comes to Young men.

Old men go to Death, Death comes to Young men.

Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

Let me play the fool;
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

We suffer more in imagination than in reality.

We suffer more in imagination than in reality.