Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a read more

Fill the cup and fill the can,
Have a rouse before the morn;
Every minute dies a man,
Every minute one is born.

The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.

The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.

Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.

Here, or nowhere, is the thing we seek.

Men speake of the faire, as things went with them there.

Men speake of the faire, as things went with them there.

What may be done at any time will be done at no time.

What may be done at any time will be done at no time.

After supper walk a mile.

After supper walk a mile.

That which I just now gave, I recall, and draw back the string.

That which I just now gave, I recall, and draw back the string.

The hope of escaping with impunity is the greatest incentive to
vice.

The hope of escaping with impunity is the greatest incentive to
vice.

Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.

Gentility is nothing but Ancient Riches.