Give, If Thou Can, An Alms; If

It Is An Active Flame That Fliesfirst To The Babies In The Eyes.

Feed Him Ye Must, Whose Food Fills You. And That This Pleasure Is Like Raine, Not Sent Ye For To Drowne Your Paine, But For To Make It Spring Againe.

When One Is Past, Another Care We Have; Thus Woe Succeeds A Woe, As Wave A Wave.

It Takes Great Wit And Interest And Energy To Be Happy. The Pursuit Of Happiness Is A Great Activity. One Must Be Open And Alive. It Is The Greatest Feat Man Has To Accomplish.

But Ne'er The Rose Without The Thorn.