Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.

Reason lies betweene the spurre and the bridle.

You whirled them to the back of beyont.

You whirled them to the back of beyont.

Some evils are cured by contempt.

Some evils are cured by contempt.

It is sheer folly to tear the hair in grief as if sorrow could be
cured by baldness.

It is sheer folly to tear the hair in grief as if sorrow could be
cured by baldness.

You must loose a flie to catch a trout.
[You must lose a fly to catch a trout.]

You must loose a flie to catch a trout.
[You must lose a fly to catch a trout.]

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.

Though last, not least in love, yours, good Trebonius.

Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]

Haste is slow.
[Lat., Festinatio tarda est.]

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a read more

But he who stems a stream with sand,
And fetters flame with flaxen band,
Has yet a harder task to prove--
By firm resolve to conquer love!