Power won by crime no one ever yet turned to a good purpose.

Power won by crime no one ever yet turned to a good purpose.

An Idle youth, a needy Age.

An Idle youth, a needy Age.

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more

But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.

One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.

One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.

If a good man thrive, all thrive with him.

If a good man thrive, all thrive with him.

You stick in the same mire.

You stick in the same mire.

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.

He touches nothing but he adds a charm.

There is no law more just, than that he, who plots death, should
perish by his own craft.

There is no law more just, than that he, who plots death, should
perish by his own craft.

There is no evil without its compensation.

There is no evil without its compensation.