False World, Thou Ly'st: Thou Canst Not

Even Such Is Man, Whose Glory Lendshis Life A Blaze Or Two, And Ends.

If Thou Desire To Purchase Honor With Thy Wealth, Consider First How That Wealth Became Thine; If Thy Labor Got It, Let Thy Wisdom Keep It; If Oppression Found It, Let Repentance Restore It; If Thy Parent Left It, Let Thy Virtues Deserve It; So Shall Thy Honor Be Safer, Better And Cheaper.

Every Man's Vanity Ought To Be His Greatest Shame; And Every Man's Folly Ought To Be His Greatest Secret.

The Way To Bliss Lies Not On Beds Of Down, And He That Had No Cross Deserves No Crown.

My Soul, The Seas Are Rough, And Thou A Stranger In These False Coasts; O Keep Aloof; There's Danger; Cast Forth Thy Plummet; See, A Rock Appears; Thy Ships Want Sea-room; Make It With Thy Tears.