Every path hath a puddle.

Every path hath a puddle.

Their silence cries aloud.

Their silence cries aloud.

But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
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But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like a snake.

Even when the wound is healed the scar remains.

Even when the wound is healed the scar remains.

All they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.

All they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.

Who hath a Wolfe for his mate, needes a Dog for his man.

Who hath a Wolfe for his mate, needes a Dog for his man.

He who won't be ruled by the rudder must be ruled by the rock.

He who won't be ruled by the rudder must be ruled by the rock.

He that hath no good trade, it is to his losse.

He that hath no good trade, it is to his losse.

A little labour, much health.

A little labour, much health.