A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry.
But were we burd'ned with like weight of pain,
As much or more we should ourselves complain:
So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me;
But if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begged patience in thee will be left.
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When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the read more
When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest.
. . . it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
. . . it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
In all distresses of our friends
We first consult our private ends;
While Nature, kindly bent to read more
In all distresses of our friends
We first consult our private ends;
While Nature, kindly bent to ease us,
Points out some circumstance to please us.
In the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of adversity
consider.
In the day of prosperity be joyful, but in the day of adversity
consider.
Things that were hard to bear are sweet to remember
Things that were hard to bear are sweet to remember
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity,
For wise men say it is the wisest course.
Let me embrace thee, sour adversity,
For wise men say it is the wisest course.
No man is more unhappy than the one who is never in adversity; the greatest affliction of life is never read more
No man is more unhappy than the one who is never in adversity; the greatest affliction of life is never to be afflicted.
Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it.
Prosperity is a great teacher; adversity is a greater. Possession pampers the mind; privation trains and strengthens it.
And these vicissitudes come best in youth;
For when they happen at a riper age,
People are read more
And these vicissitudes come best in youth;
For when they happen at a riper age,
People are apt to blame the Fates, forsooth,
And wonder Providence is not more sage.
Adversity is the first path to truth:
He who hath proved war, storm, or woman's rage,
Whether his winters be eighteen or eighty,
Has won experience which is deem'd so weighty.
