Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.

I am sure care's an enemy to life.

I am sure care's an enemy to life.

He that is not handsome at 20, nor strong at 30, nor rich at 40,
nor wise at 50, read more

He that is not handsome at 20, nor strong at 30, nor rich at 40,
nor wise at 50, will never bee handsome, strong, rich, or wise.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

Work at it night and day.

Work at it night and day.

The silent countenance often speaks with expressive eloquence.

The silent countenance often speaks with expressive eloquence.

Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew
She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.

Early, bright, transient, chaste, as morning dew
She sparkled, was exhal'd, and went to heaven.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.

You betray your own failing if you cannot bear with the fault of
a friend.