But There Are Times When Patience Proves

I Count Life Just A Stuff To Try The Soul's Strength On.

Escape Me? Never, Beloved! While I Am I, And You Are You.

Be Sure That God Ne'er Dooms To Waste The Strength He Deigns Impart.

Have You Found Your Life Distasteful? My Life Did, And Does, Smack Sweet. Was Your Youth Of Pleasure Wasteful? Mine I Saved And Hold Complete. Do Your Joys With Age Diminish? When Mine Fail Me, I'll Complain. Must In Death Your Daylight Finish? My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

Mothers, Wives And Maids, These Be The Tools With Which Priests Manage Men.