Summer lasts not for ever; seasons succeed each other.

Summer lasts not for ever; seasons succeed each other.

But that old man, who is lord of the broad estate and the hall,
Dropped off gorged from a read more

But that old man, who is lord of the broad estate and the hall,
Dropped off gorged from a scheme which left us flaccid and
drained.

The wise hand doth not all that the foolish mouth speakes.

The wise hand doth not all that the foolish mouth speakes.

A man's destiny is alwayes dark.

A man's destiny is alwayes dark.

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.

Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.

Slander is a shipwrack by a dry Tempest.

Warre is deaths feast.

Warre is deaths feast.

But what avail'd this temperance, not complete
Against another object more enticing?

But what avail'd this temperance, not complete
Against another object more enticing?

Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]

Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]