As A Man Is, So He Sees.

When Sir Joshua Reynolds Died All Nature Was Degraded; The King Dropped A Tear In The Queen's Ear, And All His Pictures Faded.

The Busy Bee Has No Time For Sorrow.

Why A Tender Curb Upon The Youthful Burning Boy? Why A Little Curtain Of Flesh On The Bed Of Our Desire?

The Pride Of The Peacock Is The Glory Of God.

They Who Forgive Most Shall Be Most Forgiven.