Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.

Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done,
Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won.

All delay is irksome, but it teaches us wisdom.

All delay is irksome, but it teaches us wisdom.

It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own
impetuosity.

It is the fault of youth that it cannot restrain its own
impetuosity.

And last, the crown of a' my grief.

And last, the crown of a' my grief.

It's not good fishing before the net.

It's not good fishing before the net.

He makes a great row but does nothing.

He makes a great row but does nothing.

A sly piece of good luck, which nobody knows of is delightful.

A sly piece of good luck, which nobody knows of is delightful.

Some things are good, some middling, more bad.

Some things are good, some middling, more bad.

Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.

Fortune, delighting in her cruel task, and playing her wanton
game untiringly, is ever shifting her uncertain favours.